Traditional:My Charming Edward Boyle<br>
My Charming Edward Boyle<br>
Traditional<br>
Two<br>
verses: mp3 (993K)<br>
Edward Boyle is performed by Brian Hart<br>
on his CD "An Lochin"<br>
Please refer to Cantaria's Copyright information<br>
You tender hearted maidens of the high and low degree<br>
Likewise you wounded lovers, come sympathize with me<br>
Whilst here I am bewailing the youth whom I adore<br>
That is now going from my arms bound for Columbia's shore.<br>
In the time I well remember, it was in the month of May<br>
When flora's flowing mantle bedecked the meadows gay<br>
The fields were decorated, oh nature seemed to smile<br>
It was there I parted with my own true love, my charming Edward Boyle<br>
His friends and relations they then him did convey<br>
To Belfast town of high reknown until they reach'd the Quay<br>
With courage bound, he did set sail and he left that shamrock shore<br>
All joys be with you Edward Boyle, will I never see you more?<br>
In the county of Fermanagh, in the Parish of Rosslae<br>
The lands of ?* in the mountains of Troybay<br>
He was reared by honest parents who did together toil<br>
But sure now their sunken sorrows for the loss of their Edward Boyle<br>
This country has grown lonesome since young Edward went away<br>
He was the pride of the college and how sweet his flute could play<br>
His comrades all both great and small swear they'd leave the soil<br>
In hopes once more on Columbia's shore to meet young Edward Boyle<br>
Now to conclude and finish, young men and maids be true<br>
May you never part for riches great as some false lovers do<br>
For if I possessed of the universe St. Patrick's blessed isle<br>
I would part it o'er and ten times more for one glimpse of you Edward Boyle.<br>
*The line is possibly the following:<br>
"In the townland of Grahwarren, in the mountains of Troybay,"<br>
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