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" I'M sittin' on the stile, Mary, Where we sat side by side On a bright May mornin' long ago, When first you were my bride : The corn was springin' fresh and green. And the lark sang loud and high— And the red was on your lip, Mary, And the love-light... "
The Ballad Poetry of Ireland - Page 52
edited by - 1861 - 253 pages
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The Eclectic Review, Volume 6; Volume 70

Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1839 - 850 pages
...by Mrs. Abdy, ' A Fragment,' by Mrs. Fairley, and the following by the Hon. Mrs. Price Blackwood. ' I'm sittin on the stile, Mary, Where we sat side by...The corn was springin' fresh and green, And the lark sung loud and high — "And the red was on your lip, Mary, And the love light in your eye. ' The place...
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The Eclectic review. vol. 1-New [8th]

1839 - 764 pages
...Mrs. Fairley, and the following by the Hon. Mrs. Price Blackwood. THE LAMENT OP THE IRISH EMIGRANT. ' I'm sittin on the stile, Mary, Where we sat side by...corn was" springin' fresh and green, And the lark sung loud and high— And the red was on your lip, Mary, And the love light in your eye. ' The place...
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The Evergreen, Volume 1

1840 - 818 pages
...heart, LAMENT OF THE IRISH EMIGRANT. I 'm sittin' on the. Mile, Mary, Where we sat side by side, 0 ia bright May mornin', long ago, When first you were my bride : The com was springin' fresh and green, And the lark sang loud and high, And the red was on your lip, Mary,...
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Dew-drops of the Nineteenth Century: Gathered and Preserved in Their ...

Seba Smith - 1846 - 216 pages
...happiness that this world can never bestow. LAMENT OF THE IRISH EMIGRANT. BY MRS. PRICE BLACKWOOD. I 'm sittin' on the stile, Mary, Where we sat side by side, On a bright May mornin', long ago, When first yon were my bride : The com was springin' fresh and green. And the lark sang loud and high, And the...
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Songs of Ireland and Other Lands: Being a Collection of the Most Popular ...

1847 - 906 pages
...Mac-Donald lost his life for love of Irish Molly O ! " She's m6dest, &c. LAMENT OF THE IRISH EMIGRANT. I 'M sittin' on the stile, Mary, Where we sat side by side On a bright May-mornin' long ago, When first you were my bride : The corn was springin' fresh and green. And the...
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The Family friend [ed. by R.K. Philp]., Volume 5

Robert Kemp Philp - 580 pages
...The sua appears resplendent like a god. THE LAMENT OF THE IRISH EMIGRANT. BY THE HON. MRS. BLACKWOOD. I'M sittin' on the stile, Mary, Where we sat side by side, On a bright May mornin' long ago, Wken first you were my bride : • "Summer's Day-Dreams;" published by Pickering. The corn was springin'...
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Notes and Queries

1898 - 712 pages
...Emigrant,' by Helen, Lady Dufferin (grand-daughter of Richard Brinsley Sheridan) :— The corn was springing fresh and green, And the lark sang loud and high, And the red was on your cheek, Mary, And the love-light in your eye. KATHLEEN WARD. This is apparently an imperfect reminiscence...
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The Mercersburg Review, Volume 2

1850 - 656 pages
...from a warm hearted son of Erin ihan by your wildest dirges or most passionate laments : " I'm sitting on the stile, Mary, Where we sat side by side, On a bright May morning long ago, When first you were my bride ; The corn was springing fresh and green, And the lark...
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Poets of England and America: Being Selections from the Best Authors of Both ...

1853 - 560 pages
...stream, And now with him she sleeps in Yarrow. HON. JIHS. PRICE BLACKWOOD. 105 0f % Irisjf Emigrant, I 'M sittin' on the stile, Mary, Where we sat side by side On a bright May morn in' long ago, When first you were my bride : The corn was springin' fresh and green, And the lark...
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The Lyrics of Ireland

Samuel Lover - 1858 - 394 pages
...blessing go wid ye, Ev'ry inch of the way that you go. LAMENT OF THE IRISH EMIGRANT. LADY DOTPERIN. I'M sittin' on the stile, Mary, Where we sat side...on your lip, Mary, And the love-light in your eye. « My love. The place is little changed, Mary, The day is bright as then, The lark's loud song is in...
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