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1. The Dear Irish Maid (continued)

   

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   I thought to escape her but onwards I strayed.
   For Cupid & Venus had so wantonly teased me ["tused" in margin]
   To an arbour conveyed me where sat this Dear Irish Maid
   IV
   The Sol began beaming as we retrograded
   To adjust my Mazes to a place more remote.
   For to shun speculators and perambulators.
   Who often came pleading to those eglantine groves.
   Those copious plantations & beauties so serious
   Have so re-engaged me each hour of this day.
   That I roved out more careless led on by Dame Nature
   So excuse the frailties of the plain Irish Maid
   V
   Are you Silvie, Paromas. Siege Palas or Flora.
   Hibernia or Scotia or what is your name.
   Or are you famed Juno or bright shining Luno
   Or are you a human of Adam's Great Race.
   If you are my dear creature of commissuration
   Keep balm to my ailment & free me from pain
   For you have captivated all my fondest sensations
   And made me a slave to you my charming fair maid
   VI.
   I guessed her not Venus [?] or Helen
   Pandora, [?] or fair [?].
   Her dress appeared rural as she sat there amusing
   By a meandering Brook that most rapidly glides

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   History Edit

   Language

   English

   Informant

   Tadhg Ó Muirthuille

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Kilfadeen, Co. Cork