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by Sydney Owenson, Lady Morgan (1781? - 1859)
Translation by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Kate Kearney
Language: English 
O, did you not hear of Kate Kearney?
She lives on the banks of Killarney;
From the glance of her eye
Shun danger and fly,
For fatal's the glance of Kate Kearney.

For that eye is so modestly beaming,
You'd ne'er think of mischief she's dreaming.
Yet oh! I can tell
How fatal the spell
That lurks in the eye of Kate Kearney.

Oh, should you e'er meet this Kate Kearney,
Who lives on the banks if Killarney,
Pray beware of her smile,
For many a wile
Lies hid in the smile of Kate Kearney.

Tho' she looks so bewitchingly simple,
There's mischief in every dimple,
And who dares inhale
Her sigh's spicy gale,
Must die by the breath of Kate Kearney.

Text Authorship:

  • by Sydney Owenson, Lady Morgan (1781? - 1859), "Kate Kearney" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

    [ None yet in the database ]

Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:

  • Also set in German (Deutsch), a translation by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist ; composed by Peter Cornelius.
      • Go to the text.

Researcher for this page: Johann Winkler

This text was added to the website: 2021-03-08
Line count: 20
Word count: 122

Irisch
Language: German (Deutsch)  after the English 
O kennt ihr nicht Emmchen, die Kleine?
Sie wohnt am grüngoldenen Rheine;
Vor den Äuglein so hell,
O fliehet nur schnell,
Sie glüh'n von zu zaub'rischem Scheine.

Sehet ihr sie auch noch so mild strahlen,
Sie schaffen nur Sorgen und Qualen.
Und lockt euch der Schein,
Und schaut ihr hinein,
Das Herz muss es teuer bezahlen.

O seht ihr je Emmchen, die Kleine,
(Ihr kennt sie, es gibt ja nur eine!)
O so nehmt euch in Acht,
Zumal, wenn sie lacht,
Die Zaub'rin, die schlimme, die feine.

Lasset nicht ihren Mund euch berücken,
Der birgt, ach, die bösesten Tücken,
Und fühlt ihr sein Weh'n,
Ist's um auch gescheh'n,
Dann stirbt euer Herz vor Entzücken.

Text Authorship:

  • by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Based on:

  • a text in English by Sydney Owenson, Lady Morgan (1781? - 1859), "Kate Kearney"
    • Go to the text page.

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

  • by Peter Cornelius (1824 - 1874), "Irisch", 1854 [ soprano and alto ] [sung text checked 1 time]

Researcher for this page: Johann Winkler

This text was added to the website: 2021-03-08
Line count: 20
Word count: 114

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