Samuel Lover Poems

A BABY was sleeping;
Its mother was weeping;
For her husband was far on the wild raging sea;
And the tempest was swelling
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I'll seek a four-leaved shamrock in all the fairy dells,
And if I find the charmed leaves, oh, how I'll weave my spells!
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Faintly glitters the last red ray,
Tinting the flickering leaves that play
On the swaying boughs of the old gray trees,
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A mother came when stars were paling,
Wailing round a lonely spring,
Thus she cried, while tears were falling
Calling on the Fairy King:
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Oh! did you ne'er hear of 'the Blarney,'
That's found near the banks of Killarney?
Believe it from me,
No girl's heart is free,
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Tempt me not, stranger, with gold from the mine,
I have got treasure more precious than thine;
Freedom in forest, and health in the chase,
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Now let me alone, though I know you won't,
Impudent Barney O'Hea !
It makes me outrageous
When you're so contagious,
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Widow Machree, it's no wonder you frown,
Och hone ! Widow Machree,
Faith, it ruins your looks, that same dirty black gown,
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Julia was lovely and winning-
And Julia had lovers in plenty,
They outnumber'd her years
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Come with me, love, I'm seeking
A spell in young year's flowers;
The magical May-dew is weeping
Its charm o'er the summer bow'rs;
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