One morning fair as Phoebus bright Her radiant smiles displayed When Flora in her verdant garb The fragrant plains arrayed As I did rove throughout each grove No care did me assail When a pair I spied by a riverside In Dobbin's Flowery Vale As I sat down them to behold Beneath a spreading tree The limpid streams that gently rolled Conveyed these words to me; Farewell sweet maid, the youth he said For now I must set sail I'll bid adieu to Armagh, you And Dobbin's Flowery Vale Forbear those thoughts and cruel words That wound a bleeding heart For is it true that we're met here Alas! so soon to part? Must I alone here sigh and moan To none my grief reveal But here lament my cause to vent In Dobbin's Flowery Vale? It's mutual love together drew Both with a kind embrace While tears like rosy drops of dew Did trickle down her face; She strove in vain him to detain But while she did bewail He bade adieu, and I withdrew From Dobbin's Flowery Vale