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MOLLY ASTHORE, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: O mary dear! O mary fair!
Subject(s): Nair, Plains Of (lake), Ireland


O Mary dear! O Mary fair!
O branch of generous stem!
White blossom of the banks of Nair,
Though lilies grow on them;
You've left me sick at heart for love,
So faint I cannot see;
The candle swims the board above,
I'm drunk for love of thee!
O stately stem of maiden pride,
My woe it is and pain
That I thus severed from thy side
The long night must remain.


Through all the towns of Innisfail
I've wandered far and wide,
But from Downpatrick to Kinsale,
From Carlow to Kilbride,
Many lords and dames of high degree
Where'er my feet have gone,
My Mary, one to equal thee
I never looked upon:
I live in darkness and in doubt
When'er my love's away;
But were the gracious sun put out,
Her shadow would make day.


'Tis she, indeed, young bud of bliss,
As gentle as she's fair.
Though lily-white her bosom is,
And sunny bright her hair,
And dewy azure her blue eye,
And rosy red her cheek,
Yet brighter she in modesty,
Most beautifully meek:
The world's wise men from north to south
Can never cure my pain;
But one kiss from her honey mouth
Would make me well again.






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