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Despondent and sad by the Suir as I strayed, I met a fair nymph in bright beauty arrayed; Fair flowing her tresses and radiant her cheek As the berries ripe bloom, and her looks mild and meek.

Benignant she hailed me, with rev'rence profound, My bonnet I vailed, and bowed low to the ground; Emotions of wonder and joy filled my breast, And, with rapture inspired, thus the nymph I address'd.