Wedded Love.
[Alex. Laing.— Air, "Carolan's Receipt."]
We sought the green, the shady grove,
When life was young and love was new:
We pledg'd the vows of purest love,
And with our years affection grew.
Now in the cot on yonder brow,
Around with folding ivy wove,
The Shannon's winding stream in view,
How bless'd we'll live on wedded love.
And though our fortune is but low,
Though we have yet but little store,
I'll wield the spade, and ply the hoe,
And strive to make that little more;
And when my daily toil is o'er,
With cheerful heart I'll homeward move—
And smiling peace, and plenty, sure,
Will bless the home of wedded love!