Piano,Vocal,Voice - Level 2 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1435663 Composed by Irish Traditional. Arranged by Konrad Harley. Celtic,Folk,Irish. Score. 4 pages. Konrad Harley #1015752. Published by Konrad Harley (A0.1435663). Based on the traditional Irish tune Lough Sheeling and words from The Irish Minstrel (Edinburgh: Robert Purdie, 1825), p. 10. Arranged with a new piano accompaniment by Konrad Harley (1986-), 2024.Lyrics: 1. Adieu, my lov'd Harp! for no more shall the valeRe-echo thy notes as they float on the gale;No more melting pity shall sigh o'er thy string,Or love to thy tremblings so tenderly sing.2. When battle's fell strife launch'd its thunders afar,And valour's dark brow wore the honours of war,'Twas thou breath'd the fame of the hero around,And young emulation was wak'd by the sound.3. Ye daughters of Erin, soon comes the sad dayWhen over the turf where I sleep, ye shall say--“Oh! still is the song we repaid with a tear,And silent the string that delighted the ear.”.

Piano,Vocal,Voice - Level 3 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1462643 Composed by Irish Traditional. Arranged by Konrad Harley. Celtic,Irish. Score. 5 pages. Konrad Harley #1041402. Published by Konrad Harley (A0.1462643). Based on a traditional Irish melody (Tell me dear Eveleen) and words from The Irish Minstrel (Edinburgh: Robert Purdie, 1825), p. 48. Arranged by Konrad Harley (1986-), 2024.Lyrics: On a green bank gentle Mary was seated,Night's gloomy mantle was curtain'd around,And softly each note list'ning Echo repeated,As she breath'd the melting sound.“Oh! sweetest hope, thou art my treasure,With a tear I look to thee!Heigh ho! a farewell to pleasure,Till my Lover returns to me!Oh! sweetest hope, thou art my treasure,With a tear I look to thee!Heigh ho! a farewell to pleasure,Till my Lover returns to me!”Chill fell the dews, and the night it was dreary,Wildly the wind from the mountain now rov'd;The dews and the wind were unheeded by Mary,She thought but of him she lov'd:Again she sung, “Thou art my treasure,Oh! sweet hope, I look to thee!Heigh ho! a farewell to pleasure,Till my Edmund returns to me!”Again she sung, “Thou art my treasure,Oh! sweet hope, I look to thee!Heigh ho! a farewell to pleasure,Till my Edmund returns to me,Till my Edmund returns to me.”.