School: Beith Mhór (Beaghmore) (roll number 1209)

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   And when he took a look at Bob
   He said to him "fear not this mob
   For I your cause rightify
   At any cost were I to die
   For why should I from duty swever
   When one good turn deserves another"
   So let me see the man who dare
   With you this day to interfere
   On on you cast, and angry frown
   This day while in Drumkeerin town,
   The horse he grabbled by the head
   And the invaders quickly fled,
   And Ferguson went up and down
   In triumph, bourne through the town
   Gilheaney brought him home that night
   To all his neighbours great delight
   Where there, all comers were supplied
   With flowing bowls on every side
   They spent that night in mirth and cheer
   Until day light did appear
   When Ferguson he did repeat -
   Im glad I lived in "98"
   I'm proud, Gilheaney did not did
   So not I bid you all good bye"

   

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   History Edit

   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Annie Kenny

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Miltron Glebe, Co. Leitrim

   Informant

   Pat Kenny

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   60

   Address

   Miltron Glebe, Co. Leitrim