It feels like spring. It looks like spring.

Which makes me confident we’ve got at least one more big snowstorm coming.

I’ll let you know.

One more Irish song, you say? Well, if you insist.

This isn’t the greatest video, and it’s got a big slug of dead air at the end, but I couldn’t find one I really liked. Beautiful song. There’s a romantic back story, complete with class differences, Protestant-Catholic enmity, and parental opposition…

One night beneath the pale, silvery moon William asked Mary to marry him. However, William’s family disapproved of him seeing Mary, the broguemaker’s daughter who lived in a small peasant house in the middle of town. Whilst Mary loved William, she knew that their union could never be, as it would force him to turn his back on his family and he would begin to regret the day he’d ever met her. She declined his offer of marriage.

…but it seems to me just about three inches too romantic to be true. Wikipedia attributes the words to C. (or E.) Mordaunt Spencer and the music to Charles William Glover.

Anyway, it’s an Irish love song, and (as Phil could have told us) it’s sad as all the world’s tears.

Have a good weekend.