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Let Erin remember the days of old
Let him who sighs in sadness here
Loud roar'd the dreadful thunder
Love my Mary dwells with thee
Let the farmer praise his grounds
Let amorous bards in verse sublime
Let topers drain the flowing bowl
Love wandering through the rain
Let others breathe the melting sigh

Low waved the summer woods, and green

Marseilles Hymn

Mwn to the battle field

My bonnie lass now turn to me

March, march, Ettrick and Teviotdale

My thoughts delight to wander

My darling, says Pat to his spouse on his lap

Mulroony's my name, I'm a comical boy

Merry gipsies ali are we

Mr Dip-tallow-cha ndler and dealer in fat

Major Macpherson "eav'd a sigh

My merry gentle ptople pray

Mrs Waddle was a widow

Meet me by moonlight alone

Mid pleasures and palaces 'tho' we may roam

Ted Grogan dear joy was the son of his mother

Now the rage of battle ended

Not a drum was heard not a funeral note

Now where so fast, a young man said

O! say can you see by the dawn's early light
Oh! welcome warrior to the soil
Oh! saw ye the lass with the bonny blue e'en
O young Lochinvar is come out of the west
Och! love is the soul of a nate Irishman
Oh! when I breathed a last adieu
Oh what can compare to the huntsman's
One night 'twas at sea in the midst of a storm

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Sweet the hour when freed from labor

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See yonder cornfield

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Said a Fox to a Goose

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She is far from the land where her young hero 271

Soon as the sun his early ray

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She walks in beauty like the night

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Sweetly on the wings of morning

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The breaking waves dash'd high

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'Twas autumn and round me the leaves were 34

To the sages who spoke, to the heroes who bled 35

The Hunters of Kentucky

The moon was fair, the skies were clear

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The sun has gone down o'er the lofty Benlomond 49

There's news from Moidart cam' yestreen

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Tell me are ye sleepin' Maggie

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This love how it plagues me young Ellen

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The lovely moon had clim'd the hill

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'Twas summer and softly the breezes were blowing 66

'Twas Paddy O'Flannagan set out one morning 97

'Twas at the town of nate Clogheen

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There's an isle clasp'd by waves

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This bleak and chilly morning

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The gray eye of morning was dear to my youth

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The sun from the east tips the mountains

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To the chase, to the chase

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The bright rosy morning

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The sailor he fears not the roar of the seas

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The gallant ship was under weigh

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The ship was now in sight of land

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The Sailor sighs as sinks his native shore

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The wind blew a blast from the northward

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Thou art gone from thy lover

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The boatswain pipes all hands on board

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The sparkling liquor fills the glass

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The moon on the ocean was dimm’d by a ripple 151

'Twas one morn when the wind from the northward 152

\ 'Twas the girl that Will Watch the bold smuggler 154

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