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I'd mourn the hopes that leave me .......

Come o'er the sea ............

Has sorrow thy young days shaded ........ 133

No, not more welcome the fairy numbers.......... 136

When first I met thee, warm and young ............ 137

While History's Muse the memorial was keeping 140

The time I've lost in wooing......

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Oh! where's the slave so lowly..... ................ 145

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. Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer! .... 147

'Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking .... 149

I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining.. 152

Fill the bumper fair ............................. 154

Dear Harp of my Country! in darkness I found thee.. 157

My gentle Harp! once more I waken .............. 159

As slow our ship her foamy track ......... ......... 161

In the morning of life, when its cares are unknown ... 163

When cold in the earth lies the friend thou hast loved 165

Remember thee! yes, while there's life in this heart .. 167

Wreath the bowl ..........

Whene'er I see those smiling eyes ..........

If thou'lt be mine, the treasures of air.......

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To Ladies' eyes a round, boy ............... .. 175

Forget not the field where they perish'd ............ • 177

They may rail at this life--from the hour I began it .. 179

Oh, for the swords of former time.................. 182

Ne'er ask the hour-what is it to us.............. 184

Sail on, sail on, thou fearless bark ............... 186

Yes, sad one of Sion—if closely resembling ........

Drink of this cup-you'll find there's a spell in .... 190

Down in the valley come meet me to-night .......... 193

Oh, ye dead! oh, ye dead! .......

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Of all the fair months that round the sun.......... 197

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IRISH MELODIES.

GO WHERE GLORY WAITS THEE.

AIR~Maid of the Valley.

Go where glory waits thee;
But, while Fame elates thee,

Oh! still remember me.
When the praise thou meetest
To thine ear is sweetest,

Oh! then remember me. Other arms may press thee, Dearer friends caress thee, All the joys that bless thee

Sweeter far may be; But when friends are nearest, And when joys are dearest,

Oh! then remember me.

When, at eve, thou rovest
By the star thou lovest,

Oh! then remember me. Think, when home returning, Bright we've seen it burning,

Oh! then remember me. Oft, as summer closes, When thine eye reposes On its ling’ring roses,

Once so loved by thee: Think of her who wove them, Her who made thee love them;

Oh! then remember me.

When, around thee, dying,
Autumn leaves are lying,

Oh! then remember me:
And, at night, when gazing
On the gay hearth blazing,

Oh! still remember me.

Then should music, stealing
All the soul of feeling,
To thy heart appealing,

Draw one tear from thee; Then let mem’ry bring thee Strains I used to sing thee;

Oh! then remember me.

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