The Irish Emigrant - Peter Tomelty
I'm sitting on the stile Mary
Where we sat side by side
On a bright
May morning long ago
When first you were my bride
The corn was springing fresh and green
And the lark sang loud and high
And the red was on your lips Mary
And the love light in your eyes
The place is little chang'd Mary
The day as bright as then
The lark's loud song is in my ear
And the corn is green again
But I miss the soft clasp of your hand
And the breath warm on your cheek
And are you still keep list'ning to the word
You never more may speak
You never more may speak
I'm very lonely now Mary
For the poor make no new friends
But oh they love the better
Still the few our father sends
And you were all I had Mary
My blessing and my pride
There's nothing left to care
For now since my poor Mary died
I'm bidding you a long farewell
My Mary kind and true
But I'll not forget you darling
In the land I'm going to
They say there's bread and work for all
And the sun shines always there
But I'll not forget old Ireland
Were it fifty times as fair
Were it fifty times as fair
英文：emigrant中文意思：*['emigr?nt]n. 移民, 侨民a. 移民的, 移居的【法】移民, 侨民, 移民国外者...
英文：emigrant ship中文意思：【法】出境船只...