John Ireland - A Thanksgiving

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John Ireland - All in a Garden Green
Whenas the mildest month Of jolly June doth spring And gardens green with happy hue Their famous fruits do bring; When eke the lustiest time Reviveth youthly blood Then

John Ireland - An Aside
These women all Both great and small Are wavering to and fro Now here, now there Now everywhere; But I will not say so So they love to range Their minds doth

John Ireland - A Report Song
Shall we go dance the hay, the hay? Never pipe could ever play Better shepherd's roundelay Shall we go sing the song, the song? Never Love did ever wrong Fair

John Ireland - The Sweet Season
When May is in his prime, then may each heart rejoice When May bedecks each branch with green, each bird strains forth his voice The lively sap creeps up into the blooming thorn The

John Ireland - The Lent Lily
'Tis spring; come out to ramble The hilly brakes around For under thorn and bramble About the hollow ground The primroses are found And there's the windflower

John Ireland - Ladslove
Look not in my eyes, for fear They mirror true the sight I see And there you find your face too clear And love it and be lost like me One the long nights through must lie

John Ireland - Goal and Wicket
Twice a week the winter thorough Here stood I to keep the goal: Football then was fighting sorrow For the young man's soul Now in Maytime to the wicket Out I march

John Ireland - The Vain Desire
If truth in hearts that perish Could move the powers on high I think the love I bear you Should make you not to die Sure, sure, if stedfast meaning If single thought

John Ireland - The Encounter
The street sounds to the soldiers' tread And out we troop to see: A single redcoat turns his head He turns and looks at me My man, from sky to sky's so far We

John Ireland - Youth's Spring Tribute
On this sweet bank your head thrice sweet and dear I lay, and spread your hair on either side And see the newborn woodflowers bashful-eyed Look through the golden tresses here and