Lyrics from Emma
Note: the lyrics differ somewhat from what was sung in the film as there seem to be many variations on these old Irish songs.
Did you not hear
My Lady
Go down the garden singing
Blackbird and thrush were silent
To hear the alleys ringing...
Oh saw you not
My Lady
Out in the garden there
Shaming the rose and lily
For she is twice as fair.
Though I am nothing
to her
Though she must rarely look at me
And though I could never woo her
I love her till I die.
Surely you heard
My Lady
Go down the garden singing
Silencing all the songbirds
And setting the alleys ringing...
But surely you
see My Lady
Out in the garden there
Rivaling the glittering sunshine
With a glory of golden hair.
Virgins Are Like The Fair Flower
Virgins are like
the fair Flower in its Lustre,
Which in the Garden enamels the Ground.
Near it the Bees
in Play flutter and cluster,
And gaudy Butterflies frolick around.
But, when once
pluck'd, 'tis no longer alluring,
To Covent-Garden 'tis sent, (as yet sweet).
There fades, and
shrinks, and grows past all enduring,
Rots, stinks, and dies, and is trod under feet.
Virgins are like
the fair Flower in its Lustre,
Which in the Garden enamels the Ground.