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Piano,Vocal,Voice - Level 3 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1493797 Composed by Irish Traditional. Arranged by Konrad Harley. Celtic,Irish. Score. 4 pages. Konrad Harley #1070465. Published by Konrad Harley (A0.1493797). Based on a traditional Irish air from The Minstrelsy of Ireland, ed. Alfred Moffat (London: Augener & Co., 1897), p. 171.Arranged by Konrad Harley (1986-), 2024.Words by Thomas Moore (1779-1852).Lyrics: Oh! Arranmore, lov'd Arranmore,How oft I dream of thee,And of those days when, by thy shore,I wander'd young and free.Full many a path I've tried since thenThro' pleasure's flow'ry maze,But ne'er could find the bliss againI felt in those sweet days.How blithe upon thy breezy cliffsAt sunny morn I've stood,With heart as bounding as the skiffsThat danc'd along thy flood;Or, when the western wave grew brightWith daylight's parting wing,Have sought that Eden in its lightWhich dreaming poets sing.That Eden where th'immortal braveDwell in a land serene,--Whose bow'rs beyond the shining waveAt sunset oft are seen.Ah, dream too full of sadd'ning truth!Those mansions o'er the mainAre like the hopes I built in youth,--As sunny and as vain!
Oh! Arranmore
Piano, Voix

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Piano,Vocal,Voice - Level 3 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1460633 Composed by Irish Traditional. Arranged by Konrad Harley. Celtic,Irish. Score. 4 pages. Konrad Harley #1039535. Published by Konrad Harley (A0.1460633). Based on the traditional Irish melody The Coolun from The Minstrelsy of Ireland, ed. Alfred Moffat (London: Augener & Co., 1897), p. 274.Words by Thomas Moore (1779-1852).Lyrics: 1. Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see,Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me;In exile thy bosom shall still be my home,And thine eyes make my climate wherever we roam.2. To the gloom of some desert, or cold rocky shore,Where the eye of the stranger can haunt us no more,I will fly with my Coulin, and think the rough windLess rude than the foes we leave frowning behind.3. And I'll gaze on thy gold hair as graceful it wreathes,And hang o'er thy soft harp, as wildly it breathes;Nor dread that the cold-hearted Saxon will tearOne chord from that harp, or one lock from that hair.
Though the Last Glimpse of Erin
Piano, Voix

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