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  1. (continued from previous page)
    I held the walls of Limerick not for a steward king
    But for Erin's land and [?], I that battle guage did fling.
    Great jingling bands of burglars that lay by Shannons side
    There in that breach I nobly stood where heroes fought and died.
    For days the guns of Billy piled the walls with shot and shell and mine replied unerringly and many a grenideir fell.
    But soon the victory of the Boyne proved their boast untrue.
    To take the town by storm roast apples wouldn't do.
    And messages sent to Dublin town to fetch a battering train
    But Limerick's wall it never reached
    Near the Shannons lovely plain.
    It was with 500 fearless men to meet it I did ride. It guards I slew and mortals blew on Ballyneety
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Date
    26 June 1936
    Item type
    Lore
    Language
    English
    Writing mode
    Handwritten
    Writing script
    Roman script
    Informant