1. Ellen Bawn, o, Ellen Bawn,|
You darling, darling dear, you
Sit awhile beside me here,
I'll die unless I'm near you!
2. 'Tis for you I'd swim the Suir
And breast the Shannon's waters;
For, Ellen dear, you've not your peer
In Galway's blooming daughters!
3. Had I Limerick's gems and gold
At will to mete and measure,
Were Loughrea's abundance mine,
And all Portumna's treasure,
4. These might lure me, might insure me
Many and many a new love,
But o! no bribe could pay your tribe
For one like you, my true love!
5. Blessings be on Connaught!
That's the place for sport and raking!
Blessings, too, my love, on you,
A-sleeping and a-waking!
6. I'd have met you, dearest Ellen,|
When the sun went under,
But, woe! the flooding Shannon
Broke across my path in thunder!
7. Ellen! I'd give all the deer
In Limerick's parks and arbors,
Ay, and all the ships that rode last year
In Munster's harbors,
8. Could I blot from Time the hour
I first became your lover,
For, oh! you've given my heart a wound
It never can recover!
9. Would to God that in the sod
My corpse to-night were lying,
And the wild-birds wheeling o'er it,
And the winds a-sighing,
10. Since your cruel mother
And your kindred choose to sever
Two hearts that Love would blend
In one forever and forever.
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