27225.22.30 HARVARD PREFACE. Taylor frende The Publisher, in presenting this "Universal Irish Song It embodies all the standard songs of the different classes; A selection of the best of that crude class mainly composed Notwithstanding the magnitude of the work and its com- NEW YORK, February, 1884. P. J. KENEDY. COPYRIGHT, 1884. P. J. KENEDY. THE UNIVERSAL IRISH SONG BOOK. ON MUSIC. AIR.-" Banks of Banna." WHEN through life unblest we rove, In faded eyes that long have wept. Like the gale, that sighs along Is the grateful breath of song, That once was heard in happier hours; Though the flowers have sunk in death; Music, oh how faint, how weak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well? Friendship's balmy words may feign, Love's are even more false than they ; Oh! 'tis only music's strain Can sweetly soothe, and not betray. TO-MORROW, comrade, we On the battle-plain must be, There to conquer, or both lie low! The morning star is up But there's wine still in the cup, And we'll take another quaff, ere we go, boy, go; 'T is true, in manliest eyes A passing tear will rise, When we think of the friends we leave lone; But what can wailing do? See, our goblet's weeping too! [our own! With its tears we'll chase away our own, boy, With its tears we'll chase away our own. But daylight's stealing on; The last that o'er us shone Saw our children around us play; The next-ah! where shall we And those rosy urchins be? [boy, away; But no matter-grasp thy sword and away, No matter-grasp thy sword and away! One heartfelt pray to heaven, [hurra! Then, for Erin and her cause, boy, hurra! hurra! Then, for Erin and her cause, hurra! THE GROVES OF BLARNEY. R. A. MILLIKEN. Born, 1767; Died, 1815. Of sweet silent streams; By the sweet rock close. And the rose so fair; All flowers that scent 'Tis Lady Jeffers That owns this station; Or Queen Helen fair; Can with her compare. Her place of strength; There's gravel walks there, And conversation In sweet solitude. 'Tis there the lover May hear the dove, or The gentle plover In the afternoon; |