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1. Local Song - Sweet Glencar (continued)

   

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   The wild hare and rabbit that do inhabit.
   Each hill and valley both near and far.
   In this Irish nation there is not station.
   With beauty equal to sweet Glencar.
   IV
   It is well adorned too with waters
   From the old castle to the sunny lake.
   Where the trout and Salmon are always sporting
   They seem contented while the truth I spake
   Where gentlemen of high rank and station
   In each persuasion bother near and far
   With their line and hook to fish the brook
   In the silvery water of sweet Glencar.
   V
   Where men and maidens they are sernading
   In conversation as they do roam.
   They pull the Tulip and wild Carnation.
   That do adorn every silent grove
   Where the lark and linnet are sweetly singing
   And thrushes warble on each brae.
   Out little songsters their notes are charming
   And the gentle blackbird on every tree
   Were you a ranger you'd be free from danger
   Or were you a rambler from Castlebar
   You would be well treated with good poteen whiskey
   And Cead Mile Failte in sweet Glencar.

   

   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   James Flanagan

   Gender

   Male