From The Songs of Ireland edited by Michael Joseph Barry (Dublin: James Duffy & Sons, 1845), page 95:


NORAH, THE PRIDE OF KILDARE.

    As beauteous as Flora
    Is charming young Norah,
The joy of my heart and the pride of Kildare;
    I ne'er will deceive her,
    For sadly 'twould grieve her
To find that I sighed for another less fair.
    Her heart with truth teeming,
    Her eye with smiles beaming,
What mortal could injure a blossom so rare
As Norah, dear Norah, the pride of Kildare?

    Where'er I may be, love!
    I'll ne'er forget thee, love!
Though beauties may smile and try to ensnare,
    Yet nothing shall ever
    My heart from thine sever,
Dear Norah, sweet Norah, the pride of Kildare!
    Thy heart with, truth teeming,
    Thy eye with smiles beaming,
What mortal could injure a blossom so rare
As Norah, dear Norah, the pride of Kildare?

The Bodleian collection of broadsides has several copies: Firth b.28(8a/b), 2806 b.10(165), Harding B 11(903), 2806 b.11(145), 2806 b.11(271), Firth c.26(131), Firth c.26(183), Harding B 11(2720), Firth b.27(336), Harding B 11(1581), Harding B 11(2721), Firth b.27(457/458).

Sheet music can be seen at The Lester S. Levy Collection of Sheet Music