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The Banks of Sullane It was early on a bright harvest morning, I strayed by the banks of Sullane To gaze on such beauties of nature As grace every woodland and lawn Oh the prospect was surely enchanting, As gay lassies in juvenile plume Promenaded by the banks of that river That flows by the town of Macroom I being airy and fond of recreation To the river(side) I ventured to rove When weary of my ramblings and roving I sat myself down by a grove I sat there some time meditating Till the sun its bright rays had withdrawn And a damsel of queenly appearance Came down by the banks of Sullane I rose with great joy and admiration And accosted this damsel most fair For to me she appeared like Venus Adorned with jewels so rare RWere I ruler of France or of Prussia It's with me you'd soon wear the crown And I'd join you in wedlock my darling You're the beauty of sweet MasseytownS We walked and we talked on together Inhaling the bright pleasant air Until in a voice most alarmed She said RSee my father goes thereS His presence to me was appalling With his cross angry look and his frown Which pierced through my heart like an arrow On my way back to sweet Masseytown And its now I've retired from my roving With a heart full of sorrow and grief There is no one on earth can console me Or give me one moment's relief I will roam through the African Desert Until death summons me to my tomb For the sake of that charming fair Helen That I met near the town of Macroom Traditional Author unknown. Sullane is a river in noth Cork. MR apr97
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