| Lyrics: | THE ROYAL BLACKBIRD
Upon a fine mornmg for soft recreation,
I heard a fair damsel
making much moan,
Sighing and sobbing with sad lamentation
And saying :" My blackbird most
royal has flown;
My thoughts they deceive me,
Reflection it grieves me,
And I'm
overburdened with sad misery,
But if death should bind me,
As true love inclines
me,
I'II seek out my bl@ckbird wherever he be."
"The birds of the forest they all
flock together
The turtle has chosen to dwell with the dove,
And I am resolved in fair or
foul weather
Once more in the springtime to seek out my love;
He is all my heart's
treasure,
My joy without measure,
Oh, love mc, my love, for my heart is with thee,
He
is constant and kind
And courageous of mind,
And I'II seek out my blackbird wherever he
be."
"But if by the fowler my blackbird is taken
Then weeping and wailing will be
all my tune,
But if he's alive, and I'm not mistaken,
I surely will see him in May or in
June;
For him through hell-fire,
Though the joumey be dire,
I'll go, for I love him
to such a degree,
Who is faithful and kind
And so noble of mind
That he carries a
blessing wherever he be."
"And not the wide ocean can fright me with danger,
For
though like a pilgrim I wander forlorn,
I may meet with some friendship from one that's a
stranger
Before anyone that in England was born;
Oh, Heaven, so spacious
To England
be gracious,
Though some there be odious to both him and me,
For bay of renown,
And
laurel, shall crown,
My blackbird with honour wherever he be.
@Irish
@rebel
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