School: Béal Átha an Dá Chab

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   Years passed, I grew, I worked my way,
   My sweet young mistress on me doted,
   She in the kitchen came one day,
   And there she to the cook did say,
   That I should be promoted.
   She thought it wrong to have me thrust
   In a dark kitchen underground,
   Exposed to damp and dirt, and dust,
   When better business could be found.
   Heaven was her bed soon after this;
   My kitchen clothes aside were laid,
   Out through the park around the town,
   And in the squares all up and down,
   I marched with master and with miss,
   A dressy children's maid;
   Oh! then, the easy times I had,
   My looks were gay, my heart was glad;
   Of gowns I had full half a score,
   With flounces, a yard deep or more,
   All gathering 'round the tail.
   And then I had a big straw bonnet,
   That flapped and fluttered in the wind,
   And there were heaps of ribbons on it
   Tied up with knots of every kind.
   I was a tidy girl to see,
   My mistress took a pride in me.

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   History Edit

   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Kitty Cronin

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Coolagh More, Co. Cork

   Informant

   Mr William Roberts

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   73

   Address

   Coolagh More, Co. Cork