School: Béal an Átha Móir (B.)

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1. Percival's Mare (continued)

   

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   She said to me the other day she could not understand
   Why she should work for me all day on other people's land,
   Some of whom have crossed the main to earn a foreign bread
   When going left their curse on me and prayed I might be dead.

   
   ''Some mother died in Sligo in the lunatics' sad home
   By being evicted from their place I shamefully do own.
   And for that same conscience gets no rest by night or day.
   I might as well live down in hell as struggling in this way.''

   
   '' But what about my comrades here, McGurdy and Tramp Davis;
   If you hunt on, pray hunt us all, and send us to the Hell's blazes.
   You know it really is too bad, as you may plainly see
   To make one grabber pay for all, and let the others free.''

   
   Up speaks the gallant captain saying ''that's not the way with me
   I'll take you in rotation and let no grabber free.
   And if you live a year or two you'll see all things made right
   I'll never let a grabber free while my name it is moonlight.''

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Mr P. Flood

   Gender

   Male

   Occupation

   Clerk

   Address

   Ballinamore, Co. Leitrim

   Informant

   Hugh Prior

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Derrinivver, Co. Leitrim