I

JEAGH, jeagh yn ghrian ta reil yn oiee,
Son solshey daue ta gennal soiee;
Ja’n billey-feeney s’mournee troo
Mish shoh, ta jeh yn coonty smoo.

Chorus.

Mullee-jee maryms vanninee,
Beayn yn Luin lajir as y vree;
Dagh seaghyn as dagh karail t’ayn,
Ta ghol er-cool, lesh bree ny hoarn.

II.

Dy beagh y staghil nagh ghow coyrle
Er n’ieu jea shoh, my’r losht eh’n seighl;
Yn oor as air, mygearty mish,
Bea ad cha sauchey’s as ta shin nish. Mullee-jee maryms, etc.

III.

O heshey, gow’s yn ghleshoh hood,
O cre’naght heem’s dyt strom ny hrooid !
Nyr ta’n gholtwoie jeh cullee’n aile,
Myr shen ta shoh lesh soilshey’n chaile.
Mullee-jee maryms, etc.

IV.

Agh myr tah’n ghrian foh bodjal still,
Dasyn ta doal ny dooin y hooil,
Evhyn nagh n’ieu jough tra teh paa,
Sheh shoh ta jannoo’n oiee jeh lhaa. Mullee-jee maryms, etc.

V.

O boyaghyn, ny cur-jee geil,
Da eddin aim nee falleil ;
Dooghya cha dhug doin ny share vei
Agh shoh lesh eaysh ta gase ny spoil.

Chorus.

Mullee-jee maryins vanninee,
Beayn yn Luin lajir as y vree;
Dagh seaghyn as dagh karail t’ayn,
Ta ghol er-cool, lesh bree ny hoarn.

I.

SEE, see the sun that rules the night,
Not made to hurt, but help the sight;
The envy of the proudest vine,
Fix’d in an orb pure crystalline.

Chorus.

Sing we aloud Eubonia’s praise,
Eubonia bright, whose sparkling rays
Break through the clouds of troubled souls,
And leaves no care but in the bowls.

II.

Had the unruly boy desired
This sun, when he his chariot fired;
The parched earth and all the sky,
Had been as safe as you and !.
Sing we aloud, etc.

III.

Let me this heavenly creature view
See, how our noses through its hue,
Like colours in the rainbow’s stream,
From the reflection of a beam.
Sing we aloud, etc.

IV.

But as the sun doth never rise
To th’ blind, or those that shut their eyes;
So he that will not drink, and may,
‘Tis he that makes a night of day.
Sing we aloud, etc.

V.

Live mortals, live, no time delay
Your hopes in beauty will decay;
The Gods none other beauty send
But this, which age itself doth mend.

Chorus.

Sing we aloud Eubonia’s praise,
Eubonia bright, whose sparkling rays
Break through the clouds of troubled souls,
And leaves no care but in the bowls.

see also Inns

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