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1. The Plains of Nire Vale (continued)

   

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   But alas; black misfortune has caused me for to sail.
   Far away o'er the ocean from the pride of Nire Vale.

   Sad was our parting, my true love and I
   It seemed like s[?] the sun from the sky,
   She vowed she'd be true till the heavens would fail
   To cast their bright rays on the plains of Nire Vale.

   In far distant countries wanders poor me,
   In the famous great city and land of the free,
   My grief-stricken mind has cause to bewail,
   When I cast a bright thought on the pride of Nire Vale.

   Last night in my slumbers I had a strange dream,
   I dreamt I was dwelling down by a clear stream,
   When a voice came to me in a mournful wail,
   Saying your love is heart-broken on the

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Pádraig Teidhirs

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Cahernaleague, Co. Waterford

   Informant

   Liam De hIndeberg

   Relation

   Unknown

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Dungarvan, Co. Waterford