Dah Duit (Hi) and welcome

"The Fair Hair'd Girl"

"The Fair Hair'd Girl"
translanslated from the Irish by Samuel Ferguson




The sun has set, the stars are still,



The red moon hides behind the hill;



The tide has left the brown beach bare,



The birds have fled the upper air;



Upon her branch the lone cuckoo



Is chanting still her sad adieu;



And you, my fair-hair'd girl, must go



Across the salt sea under woe!



I through love have learn'd three things,



Sorrow, sin, and death it brings;



Yet day by day my heart within



Dares shame and sorrow, death and sin;



Maiden, you have aim'd the dart



Rankling in my ruin'd heart;



Maiden, may the God above



Grant you grace to grant me love!



Sweeter than the viol's string,



And the notes that blackbirds sing;



Brighter than the dewdrops rare



Is the maiden wondrous fair;



Like the silver swans at play



Is her neck, as bright as day!



Woe is me, that e'er my sight



Dwelt on charms so deadly bright!