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1. Molly Bawn

   

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   A story a story I am going to relate,
   I met a pretty damsel whose fortune was great,
   She strolled out one evening, she strolled out all alone,
   She sat beneath a bower a shower for to shu[?]

   Young Jimmy strolled out with his gun in his hand,
   He had been fowling all day as you may understand,
   He had been fowling all day until evening came on,
   And he shot Molly Ban,
   By the setting of the sun.

   And when he drew nigh her and found it was she,
   His lips they grew feeble,
   And his eyes could not see.
   He took her in his arms, and found she was dead,
   And a fountain of tears from his eyes down he shed.

   Young Jimmy rolled home with his gun in his hand.

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