Lovely Molly of the county of Down/Lovely Molly of the county of Down

Lovely Molly of the county of Down (1790)
Lovely Molly of the county of Down
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Lovely Molly of the County of Down.

DRAW near each lover, till I diſcover,
the grief and anguiſh that fills my heart,
My pain is really, I feel it daily,
and love is the cauſe of my woful ſmart;
By a young creature the pride of nature,
my heart I fear is for ever bound;
And the young fair has my heart enſnar'd,
is call'd lovely Molly of the County of Down.

I wiſh that nature had never fram'd her.
or that I never did yet hehold
Her ſlender waiſt and riſing breaſt,
and her hair like ringlets of ſhining gold:
Then I would be from all ſorrow free,
did I never ſee her either ſmile or frown;
But now in anguiſh I pine and languiſh,
for lovely Molly of the County of Down.

Her lovely features, excels all creatures,
that ever nature as yet did frame,
Her voice melodious, her frame commodious,
her kin and ſnow for colour is the ſame.
Diana, Venus, or Grecian Helen,
or Cleopatra of high renown,
Could not compare, nor was ne'er ſo fair
as ſweet lovely Molly of the County of Down.

In vain I fought her, being the daughter,
of a rich farmer in the Iſle of Kail;
And now a young 'Squire he does her admire,
which is the reaſon makes me bewail.
My joys are all fled, ſince ſhe's going to wed
with that young 'Squire of high renown;
And ſince it is ſo, I muſt bid adieu
unto lovely Molly and the County of Down.

Through woods and mountains, and rural fountains,
ſhall be the places I now will roam,
Where the purling rills, that the rock diſtils,
they will ſeem to weep, when they hear the moan
That I do make, for my true love's ſake,
and each word I ſpeak the valleys will reſound,
While I'm complaining for that fair female,
ſweet lovely Molly of the County of Down.

I am now like David, ſore perſecuted,
by them he lov'd, and would wiſh to ſerve,
But the cruel ſpirit, deſpiſing merit,
they gave him uſage he did not deſerve;
It's ſo by me, for that lovely ſhe,
for the ſake of riches left me alone,
To pine and grieve, while I've time to live,
for ſweet lovely Molly of the County of Down.




This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.

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