by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931)

'Twas pretty to be in Ballinderry
Language: English 
'Twas pretty to be in Ballinderry,
  'Twas pretty to be in Aghalee,
'Twas prettier to be in little Ram's Island,
  Trysting under the ivy tree!
    Ochone, ochone!
    Ochone, ochone!
For often I roved in little Ram's Island,
Side by side with Phelimy Hyland,
And still he'd court me and I'd be coy,
Though at heart I loved him, my handsome boy!

"I'm going," he sighed, "from Ballinderry
  Out and across the stormy sea;
Then if in your heart you love me, Mary,
  Open your arms at last to me."
    Ochone, ochone!
    Ochone, ochone!
I opened my arms; how well he knew me!
I opened my arms and took him to me;
And there, in the gloom of the groaning mast,
We kissed our first and we kissed our last!

'Twas happy to be in little Ram's Island,
  But now 'tis sad as sad can be;
For the ship that sailed with Phelimy Hyland,
  It sunk for ever beneath the sea.
    Ochone, ochone!
    Ochone, ochone!
And 'tis oh ! but I wear the weeping willow,
And wander alone by the lonesome billow,
And cry to him over the cruel sea,
"Phelimy Hyland, come back to me!"

Note: Stanford makes the following abbreviations: Line 10: “Tho’” and “lov’d” ; Line 11: “sigh’d” ; Line 17: “open’d” ; Line 18: “open’d” ; Line 20: “kiss’d” and “kiss’d” ; Line 23: “sail’d”

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This text was added to the website: 2011-05-16
Line count: 30
Word count: 195