Rich and Rare Were the Gems She Wore |
Thomas Moore, 1808, from Irish Melodies, vol. 1
Rich and rare were the gems she wore*, And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore; But oh! her beauty was far beyond Her sparkling gems, or snow-white wand.
2. "Lady! dost thou not fear to stray,
3. "Sir Knight! I feel not the least alarm,
4. On she went, and her maiden smile |
* This ballad is founded upon the following anecdote: -- "The people were inspired with such a spirit of honour, virtue, and religion by the great example of Brien, and by his excellent administration, that, as a proof of it, we are informed that a young lady of great beauty, adorned with jewels and a costly dress, undertook a journey alone, from one end of the kingdom to the other, with a wand only in her hand, at the top of which was a ring of exceeding great value; and such an impression had the laws and government of this Monarch made on the minds of all the people, that no attempt was made upon her honour, nor was she robbed of her clothes or jewels." -- Warner's History of Ireland, vol. i., book x.