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1. Antony Gallagher's Wake (continued)

   

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   II
   He got the death summons, he had to resign,
   To the merciful hand of his powers divine,
   But whilst living, the best of pipe music he played,
   To boot, was an artist, a tinker by trade.
   And when he was dying, he made a request,
   Sure some of my readers may count it a jest.
   III
   It's as true as I mention without a mistake
   T'was to have a musician to play at his wake.
   And when as a boon the people complied,
   He stretched out his members, that moment he died;
   His wife with uneasiness rushed to his bed
   And kissed with blind grief the back of his head.
   IIII
   She roared "Míle Murder", she shouted:- "Mo léan
   Who will solder my kettle or teapot again?
   Sure this generous old man was possessed of no scorn,
   He offended no more than the baby unborn";
   With this and such talk, the evening passed by
   And the night it came on without one word of lie.
   V
   Next came the musicians to bother all grief,
   To play a few tunes to afford them relief
   They played "Stick the Peelers", "Bouncing Betty" "Marry me quick"
   "On the heart of my Kelty" and "Rohána Glick"

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   History Edit

   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   P. Mac Giolla Choinnigh

   Gender

   Male