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Meeting Of The Waters (Collected by MacEdward Leach)

There is not in this wide world a valley so sweet,
As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet;
Ere the last rays of feeling and life must depart,
Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.

Yet it was not that nature had shed o'er the sea,
Her purest of crystal and brightest of green;
'Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill,
Oh, no, it was something more exquisite still.
Oh, no, it was something more exquisite still.

Sweet vale of Avoca! How calm could I rest
In thy boughs of shade with the prince I love best?
Ere the storms that we sail in this cold world should cease,
And our hearts like the waters be mingled in peace.
And our hearts like the waters be mingled in peace.

####.... Based on a poem by Thomas Moore [1779-1852]. Variant of an early 19th century British broadside ballad, Meeting Of The Waters, published by G. Walker (Durham) sometime between 1797 and 1834, and archived at the Bodleian Library Broadside Ballad, shelfmark: Harding B 11(2174) ....####

Collected in 1951 from Mrs. Bulger of Trepassey, NL, and published in MacEdward Leach And The Songs Of Atlantic Canada © 2004 Memorial University of Newfoundland Folklore and Language Archive (MUNFLA).

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