BELFAST MOUNTAINS Belfast Mountains 1. All on Belfast Mountains I heard a maid complain, Making forth her lamentation Down by some purling stream, Saying ‚My heart is fettered, Fast in the bonds of love, All by a false pretender Who doth inconstant prove. 2. Oh, Johnny! my dear jewel, Don’t treat me with disdain! Nor leave me here behind you … Weiterlesen →