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Oh! sad is my fate! (said the heart-broken stranger)
The wild deer and wolf to a cover can flee;
But I have no refuge from famine and danger!
A home and a country remain not to me!
Ah! never again in the green sunny bow'rs,
Where my forefathers liv'd, shall I spend the sweet hours!
Or cover my harp with the wild woven flow'rs!
And strike to the numbers of Erin Go Bragh!
The wild deer and wolf to a cover can flee;
But I have no refuge from famine and danger!
A home and a country remain not to me!
Ah! never again in the green sunny bow'rs,
Where my forefathers liv'd, shall I spend the sweet hours!
Or cover my harp with the wild woven flow'rs!
And strike to the numbers of Erin Go Bragh!
Erin! my country, tho sad and forsaken,
In dreams I revisit thy sea-beaten shore;
But, alas! in a far foreign land I awaken,
And sign for the friend that can meet me no more!
Ah! cruel Fate! will thou never replace me,
In a mansion of peace, where no peril can chase me?
Ah! never again shall my brothers embrace me!
They dy'd do defend me, or live to deplore.
In dreams I revisit thy sea-beaten shore;
But, alas! in a far foreign land I awaken,
And sign for the friend that can meet me no more!
Ah! cruel Fate! will thou never replace me,
In a mansion of peace, where no peril can chase me?
Ah! never again shall my brothers embrace me!
They dy'd do defend me, or live to deplore.
Where is my cabin-door, fast by the wild wood?
Sisters and fire, do ye weep for its fall?
Where is the mother that look d on my childhood?
And where is the bosom-friend dearer than all?
Ah! my sad soul! long abandon'd by pleasure,
Why did it doat on a fast-fading treasure?
Tears like the rain-drop may fall without measure,
But rapture and beauty they cannot recall.
Sisters and fire, do ye weep for its fall?
Where is the mother that look d on my childhood?
And where is the bosom-friend dearer than all?
Ah! my sad soul! long abandon'd by pleasure,
Why did it doat on a fast-fading treasure?
Tears like the rain-drop may fall without measure,
But rapture and beauty they cannot recall.
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