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Let Erin remember the days of old

40
Silent, oh Moyle ! be the roar of thy water

42
Come, send round the wine, and leave points of belief 44
Sublime was the warning which Liberty spoke . 45

if all those endearing young charms 47

Believe me,

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THIRD NUMBER.
Like the bright lamp that shone in Kildare's holy fane 51
Drink to her, who long

53
Oh! blame not the bard, if he fly to the bowers
While gazing on the moon's light

68
When day-light was yet sleeping under the billow 60
By the hope within us springing

62
Night clos'd around the conqueror's way

64
Oh ! 'tis sweet to think, that, where'er we roam 65
Through grief and through danger

67
When thro' life unblest we rove .

69
It is not the tear, at this moment shed

: 71
"Tis believ'd that this harp, which I wake now . 72

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FOURTH NUMBER.
Oh! the days are gone, when beauty bright

77
Tho' dark are our sorrows, to-day we'll forget them. 79
Weep on, weep on, your hour is past.

82
Lesbia hath a beaming eye.

84
I saw thy form in youthful prime

86
By that lake, whose gloomy shore

88
She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps 91
Nay, tell me not, dear, that the goblet drowns 93
Avenging and bright fall the swift sword of Erin 95
What the bee is to the floweret

97
Here we dwell, in holiest bowers

98
This life is all chequer'd with pleasures and woes

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FIFTH NUMBER.

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Through Erin's Isle

105
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly 108
One bumper at parting !—tho' many

109
"Tis the last rose of summer

111
The young May moon is beaming, love

. 113
The midstrel-boy to the war is gone

. 115
The valley lay smiling before me

116
Oh! had we some bright little isle of our own. 119
Farewell, but, whenever you welcome the hour . 121
Oh! doubt me not-the season

. 123
You remember Ellen, our hamlet's pride

125
I'd mourn the hopes that leave me

127

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SIXTH NUMBER.

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Come o'er the sea

131
Has sorrow thy young days shaded

133
No, no not more welcome the fairy numbers

136
When first I met thee, warm and young

. 137
While history's muse the memorial was keeping . 140
The time I've lost in wooing

142
Where is the slave, so lowly

141
Come, rest in this bosom, my own stricken deer 146
”Tis gone, and for ever, the light we saw breaking 147
I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining 149
Fill the bumper fair

151
Dear harp of my country, in darkness I found thee . 154

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SEVENTH NUMBER.

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My gentle harp, once more I waken

159
As slow our ship her foamy track

161
In the morning of life, when its cares are unknown . 163
When cold in the earth lies the friend thou hast lov'd 165

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Remember thee! yes, while there's life in this heart 167
Wreath the bowl .
Whene'er I see those smiling eyes

. 171
If thou'lt be mine, the treasures of air

172
To ladies' eyes a round, boy

174
Forget not the field where they perish'd
They may rail at this life-from the hour I began it , 178
Oh! for the swords of former time

. 180

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EIGHTH NUMBER.
Ne'er ask the hour-what is it to us

185
Sail on, sail on, thou fearless bark

187
Yes, sad one of Sion—if closely resembling

188
Drink of this cup-you'll find there's a spell in . . 191
Down in the valley come meet me to-night

. 193
Oh, ye dead! oh, ye dead! whom we know

195
Of all the fair months, that round the sun

. 197
How sweet the answer Echo makes

. 200
Oh banquet not in those shining bowers

. 201
The dawning of morn, the daylight's sinking

. 202
Shall the harp then be silent, when he wbo first gave 204
Oh, the sight entrancing

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APPENDIX.

Advertisement prefixed to the First and Second
Numbers

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Advertisement to the Third Number .

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Letter to the Marchioness Dowager of Donegal, pre-
fixed to the Third Number

219
Advertisement to the Fourth Number

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Advertisement to the Fifth Number

239
Advertisement to the Sixth Number

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Advertisement to the Seventh Number

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Rich and rare were the gems she wore,
And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore;

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