Historic Sheet Music Collection

Authors

Samuel Lover

Document Type

Score

Publication Date

1837

Comments

True love can ne'er forget
A favorite ballad from the songs of the legends and traditions of Ireland
As sung by Madame Caradori Allan
Written and composed by Samuel Lover

It is related of Carolan, the Irish bard, that after his loss of sight, and the lapse of twenty years, he recognised his first love by the touch of her hand

Abstract

Tenderly but not too slow


True love can ne'er forget
fondly as when we met
Dearest I love thee yet, my darling one!


Thus sung a minstrel grey
His sweet impassiond lay
Down by the Ocean's spray
At rise of sun
But wither'd was the minstrel's sight
Morn to him was dark as night
Yet his heart was full of light
As he this lay begun


True love can ne'er forget
fondly as when we met
Dearest I love thee yet, my darling one!


Long year are past and o'er
Since from this fatal shore
Cold hearts and cold winds bore my love from me
Scarcely the minstrel spoke
When quick with flashing stroke
A boat's light oar the silence broke over the sea
Soon upon her native strand
Doth a lovely Lady land
While the Minstrel's love taught hand
Did o'er his sweet harp run.

True love can ne'er forget
fondly as when we met
Dearest I love thee yet, my darling one!

Where the Minstrel sat alone
There that Lady fair hath gone
Within his hand she plac'd her own
The Bard dropt on his knee
From his lip soft blessings came
He kiss'd her hand with truest flame
In trembling tones he nam'd her name
Though her je could not see

But oh! the touch the Bard could tell
Of that dear hand remember'd well
Ah! by many a secret spell
Can True love trace his own
For True love can ne'er forget
Fondly as whey they met
He lov'd his Lady yet
His darling one.



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