- 1. The Downfall Of The Gael
My heart is in woe,
And my soul deep in trouble,-
For the mighty are low,
And abased are the noble:
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- 2. The Coolun
Ah, had you seen the Coolun,
Walking down by the cuckoo's street,
With the dew of the meadow shining
On her milk-white twinkling feet.
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- 3. Lament For Thomas Davis
I walked through Ballinderry in the spring-time,
When the bud was on the tree;
And I said, in every fresh-ploughed field beholding
The sowers striding free,
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- 4. Cean Dubh Deelish
Put your head, darling, darling, darling,
Your darling black head my heart above;
O mouth of honey, with thyme for fragrance,
Who, with heart in breast, could deny you love?
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