I'm lonely tonight for the Rose of Tralee. Her voice was a solace and comfort to me,īut the chill hand of death has now rent us asunder, In the far fields of India, 'mid war's dreadful thunders,

That made me love Mary the Rose of Tralee. Though lovely and fair as the Rose of the summer, A lunar eclipse occurs when the moon dips behind Earth’s shadow. This spectacle will mark the first of four consecutive total lunar eclipses, a series known as a tetrad. When I won the heart of the Rose of Tralee. Red Moon Rising Image Credit: ScienceNASA and NASAs Goddard Space Published: ApIn the early hours of April 15, 2014, our pale moon will turn blood orange red. The moon through the valley her pale rays was shedding, The cool shades of evening their mantle were spreading,Īnd Mary all smiling was listening to me That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee. The pale moon was rising above the green mountain, The sun was declining beneath the blue sea, When I strayed with my love to the pure crystal fountain. Oh no, 'twas the truth in her eyes ever dawning, Yet 'twas not her beauty alone that won me She was lovely and fair as the rose of the summer, That stands in the beautiful Vale of Tralee. When I strayed with my love to the pure crystal fountain,

The sun was declining beneath the blue sea The pale moon was rising above the green mountain, The words of the song are credited to Edward Mordaunt Spencer and the music to Charles William Glover, but many believe that the song was written by Tralee Poet William Pembroke Mulchinock out of love for Mary O'Connor, a maid who worked in the Mulchinock household. 'The Rose of Tralee' is a nineteenth-century Irish ballad about a woman called Mary.

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