The Kye-Song of St. Bride

O sweet St. Bride of the

Yellow, yellow hair:

Paul said, and Peter said,

And all the saints alive or dead

Vowed she had the sweetest head,

Bonnie, sweet St. Bride of the

Yellow, yellow hair.

White may my milkin' be,

White as thee:

Thy face is white, thy neck is white,

Thy hands are white, thy feet are white,

For thy sweet soul is shinin' bright --

O dear to me,

O dear to see

St. Briget white!

Yellow may my butter be,

Firm, and round:

Thy breasts are sweet,

Firm, round and sweet,

So may my butter be:

So may my butter be O

Briget sweet!

Safe thy way is, safe, O

Safe, St. Bride:

May my kye come home at even,

None be fallin', none be leavin',

Dusky even, breath-sweet even,

Here, as there, where O

St. Bride thou

Keepest tryst with God in heav'n,

Seest the angels bow

And souls be shriven --

Here, as there, 'tis breath-sweet even

Far and wide --

Singeth thy little maid

Safe in thy shade

Briget, Bride!