Trottin' to the fair Me and Moll Molony, Seated, I declare On a single pony. How am I to know that Molly's safe behind, With our heads in oh, that Awkw'rd way inclined? By her gentle breathin' Whisper'd past my ear, And her white arms wreathin' Warm around me here. Thus on Dobbin's back I discoursed the darling, Till upon our track Leaped a mongrel snarling. "Ah!" says Moll, "I'm frightened That the pony'll start!" And her pretty hands she tightened Round my happy heart; Till I axed her "May I Steal a kiss or so?" And my Molly's grey eye Didn't answer no.
- by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931), "Trottin' to the fair", appears in The Irish Poems of Alfred Perceval Graves, in Countryside Songs, and Songs and Ballads, first published 1908 [author's text not yet checked 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)
- by Tom Johnston , "Trottin' to the fair", published 1960. [SATB chorus a cappella] [text not verified]
- by Charles Villiers Stanford, Sir (1852 - 1924), "Trottin' to the fair", op. 76 no. 33, from Songs of Erin, no. 33. [text verified 1 time]
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