X:1
T:Loch Na Garr
B:Joyce, P. W.; "Old Irish Folk Music and Songs"
Z:Harry Burns <hburns@clara.NET>
H:Byron's "Loch na Garr" was often sung by the Limerick people to the
H:following slow Irish air, which may be compared with "The Bunch of Green
H:Rushes that Grew At the Brim" (Moore's "This life is all chequered").
R:song air
N:  [Here are the words to Byron's poem, typed in by your editor Earendil]
W:    Ah! There my young footsteps in infancy wander'd;
W:    My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid;
W:    On chieftans long perish'd, my memeory ponder'd
W:    As daily I strode through the pine cover'd glade,
W:    I sought not my home till the day's dying glory
W:    Gave place to the rays of the bright polar star;
W:    For fancy was cheered by tradional story,
W:    Disclosed by the natives of dark Loch na Garr
W:
W:    Years have rolled on, Loch na Garr, since I left you,
W:    Years must elapse ere I tread you again;
W:    Nature of verdure and flow'rs has bereft you
W:    Yet still you are dearer than Albions plain.
W:    England, thy beauties are tame and domestic
W:    To one who roved o'er the mountains afar;
W:    Oh for the crags that are wild and majestic!
W:    The steep frowning glories of dark Loch na Garr.
L:1/8
M:3/4
K:F
A>d \
| d2 c2 d2 | B2 AGFD | c2 d2 A2 | B2 A2 G2 \
| F2 G2 A2 | B2 A2 G2 | A2 F2 D2 | d4 :|
d>e \
| f2 e2 f2 | g4 f>g | a2 f2 d2 | dc A3 A \
| f2 e2 f2 | g2 f2 g2 | a2 f2 d2 | d4 fg |
| a2 f2 a2 | g4 fe | d2 c2 d2 | de Hf2 AG \
| F2 G2 A2 | {A}d3 c A2 | {F}GF D2 D2 | D4 |]
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H: 1999-04-01 00:12:50 UT