Kathleen Mavourneen, the gray dawn is breaking,
The horn of the hunter is heard on the hill,
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Kathleen Mavourneen, the gray dawn is breaking,
The horn of the hunter is heard on the hill,
The lark from her light wing the bright dew is shaking--
Kathleen Mavourneen, what, slumbering, still?
Oh hast thou forgotten how soon we must sever?
Oh hast thou forgotten this day we must part?
It may be for years and it may be forever;
Oh why art thou silent, thou voice of my heart?

Let's not unman each other--part at once;
All farewells should be sudden, when forever,
Else they make read more

Let's not unman each other--part at once;
All farewells should be sudden, when forever,
Else they make an eternity of moments,
And clog the last sad sands of life with tears.

Now fitted the halter, now travers'd the cart,
And often took leave; but was loth to part.

Now fitted the halter, now travers'd the cart,
And often took leave; but was loth to part.

Say good-bye er howdy-do--
What's the odds betwixt the two?
Comin'--goin'--every day--
Best friends read more

Say good-bye er howdy-do--
What's the odds betwixt the two?
Comin'--goin'--every day--
Best friends first to go away--
Grasp of hands you'd ruther hold
Than their weight in solid gold,
Slips their grip while greetin' you,--
Say good-bye er howdy-do?

Till then, good-night!
You wish the time were now? And I.
You do not blush to wish read more

Till then, good-night!
You wish the time were now? And I.
You do not blush to wish it so?
You would have blush'd yourself to death
To own so much a year ago.
What! both these snowy hands? ah, then
I'll have to say, Good-night again.

They say be parted well and paid his score,
And so, God be with him.

They say be parted well and paid his score,
And so, God be with him.

Adieu! 'tis love's last greeting,
The parting hour is come!
And fast thy soul is fleeting
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Adieu! 'tis love's last greeting,
The parting hour is come!
And fast thy soul is fleeting
To seek its starry home.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

We two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years.

We two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years.