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Seek up and down, both fair and brown, / We've purty lasses many, O; / But brown or fair, one girl most rare, / The Flow'r o' Belashanny, O. / As straight is she as poplar-tree / (Tho' not as aisy shaken, O,) / And walks so proud among the crowd, / For queen she might be taken, O. / From top to toe, where'er you go, / The loveliest girl of any, O, -- / Ochone! your mind I find unkind, / Sweet Kate o' Belashanny, O!
One summer day the banks were gay, / The Erne in sunshine glancin' there, / The big cascade its music play'd / And set the salmon dancin' there. / Along the green my Joy was seen; / Some goddess bright I thought her there; / The fishes, too, swam close, to view / Her image in the water there. / From top to toe, where'er you go, / The loveliest girl of any, O, -- / Ochone! your mind I find unkind, / Sweet Kate o' Belashanny, O!