GERALD GRIFFIN

What makes his dawning glow, Changeless through joy or woe ? Only the constant know: Eileen Aroon!

I know a valley fair,

Eileen Aroon ! I knew a cottage there,

Eileen Aroon ! Far in that valley's shade I knew a gentle maid, Flower of a hazel glade,

Eileen Aroon !

Who in the song so sweet?

Eileen Aroon ! Who in the dance so fleet?

Eileen Aroon !

Dear were her charms to me, Dearer her laughter free, Dearest her constancy,

Eileen Aroon!

Were she no longer true,

Eileen Aroon i

What should her lover do ?

Eileen Aroon !

Fly with his broken chain

Far o'er the sounding main,

Never to love again,

Eileen Aroon !

Youth must with time decay, Eileen Aroon !

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