First lines: One morning late as I gently strayed, / Down by a murming [sic] river clear.

Ballads, English--Ireland | Ireland--History--19th century | Love songs

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First lines: One dey [sic] for recreation and silent meditation, / Near to a sweet plantation I carelesly [sic] did stray.

Ballads, English--Ireland | Ireland--History--19th century

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First lines: Men speak of me with a voice of fear, / And the deeds that I have done.Decorative type border.

Ballads, English--Ireland | Elegiac poetry | Ireland--History--19th century

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First lines: As I roved out one evening fair, / Down by a river side.

Ballads, English--Ireland | Ireland--Social life and customs--19th century | Love songs

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First lines: Come all you Raman [sic] Catholics to me lend an ear, / While I exert my simple quill the truth I declare. Printed: Johnstown, [Co. Kilkenny?]: Harrington.

Laments | Ballads, English--Ireland | Ireland--History--19th century

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First lines: You feeling-hearted christians of high & low degree / I hope you'll pay attention and listen unto me. Printed: Cork: [Catherine] Haly.

Ballads, English--Ireland | United States--History--19th century | Ireland--History--19th century

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First lines: You tender hearted Christians who hear my doleful theme / i [sic] call your kind attention to what I here will say / of us unhappy emigrants ...

Ships | Ballads, English--Ireland | Ireland--History--19th century

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First lines: The summer season is here, my dear, / Our bathing place is near, my dear.

Ballads, English--Ireland | Ireland--Social life and customs--19th century | Ireland--History--19th century

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First lines: You sons of famed Hibernia, pay attention to my song, / I will sing for you a verse or two, it won't detain you long.

Ballads, English--Ireland | Ireland--Politics and government--19th century | Ireland--Foreign relations--Great Britain

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First lines: By Brackloon grove as I did rove, / Upon a summer's morning.

Ballads, English--Ireland | Ireland--History--19th century

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First lines: One evening of late in the month of November, / I happened to wander along the sea shore.

Crimean War, 1853-1856 | Laments | Ballads, English--Ireland

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First lines: When I was young, upon my song, / I loved a girl dearly.

Ballads, English--Ireland | Love poetry | Ireland--History--19th century

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