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‘My Bonny Irish Boy.
When first | was-courted by a bonny
Irish boy.
He called me his jewel, his deltght, |
and his joy;
It was in Dublin fair city, that place
of great fame, :
When first my bonny Irish boy a
courting to me came.
He told me such pleasant stories and
promised me to wed,
But in a short time after he broke the
vows he made. :
So maidens do not blame me, set I
could not forbear,
For the loving of my bonny Irish bay
I now declare.
His cheeks are like roses, and his
bair a light brown,
The locks upon his shoulders se
carelessly hung down ;
His teeth as weite as ivory, his eyes
as black as sloes,
He is so mild in his behaviour where¬
ever he goes.
The fields they are so green, and the
meadows so fresh “and gay,
Where me and my bonny Irish boy
used to spurt and play,
The birds did sweetly sing, and ‘the
lambs did skip around, ;
But the voice of my bonny Irish boy
was not to be found,
My love has a long time courted me
but now he-has took his flight,
I bundled up my clothes and I fol.
lowed him by night,
And when arrived at fair. London
town, |
I was told my love was married toa
lady of renown.
In rattling of my chains and ona bed
of straw I lie,
So loudly I cry for my bonny Trish
s." boy,
. Tam herein close confinement, ne Í
hope of liberty. |
Until my bonny Irish boy returne
, home to me.
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Trinity College Library Dublin