John McCormack siinging Snowy Breasted Pearl. Oh she is not like the rose that proud in beauty glows And boasteth that she's so wondrous fair But she's like the violet blue, ever modest, ever true From her leafy bower perfuming the still night air Oh, she's gentle, loving, mild, she's artless as a child Her clustering tresses softly flowing down I'll love thee ever more, sweet colleen Oge as-thore My true love, My Snowy Breasted Pearl. If I sigh, a sudden fear comes o'er her and a tear Stands quivering within her downcast eye When I smile those orbs of azure gleam forth with love and pleasure Like sudden glory bursting through a clouded sky If I claim her for my bride she trembles at my side And gently lifts her eyes with looks so tender I love the, only thee, my colleen Oge Machree My true love, my snowy breasted pearl. Such was she, but oh! A change, how mournful and how strange On my loved one, my own beloved one came Paler still her cheer grew and her eyes azure hue Seemed lighted with a flame, a fatal, wasting flame Oh! We laid her in the grave, where the willows sadly wave And the hollow winds are sighing a plaintive wail I'm alone, alone, alone; so wearily I moan For my lost love, my snowy breasted pearl
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