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Oh, yes, I have seen this Kate Kearney,

Who lives near the lake of Killarney;

From her love-beaming eye, what mortal can fly,

Unsubdued by the glance of Kate Kearney?

For that eye so seducingly meaning,

Assures me of mischief she’s dreaming;

And I feel ’tis in vain to fly from the chain

That binds me to lovely Kate Kearney.

At eve when I’ve met this Kate Kearney,

On the flower-mantled banks of Killarney,

Her smile would impart thrilling joy to my heart,

As I gaz’d on the charming Kate Kearney.

On the banks of Killarney reclining,

My bosom to rapture resigning,

I’ve felt the keen smart of love’s fatal dart,

And inhal’d the warm sigh of Kate Kearney.