School: Bunlahy, Granard
- Location:
- Bunlahy, Co. Longford
- Teachers: Mrs Brady Cáit Bean Uí Bhrádaigh
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0765, Page 159
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- (continued from previous page)If to-morrow morning was May morning
That the summer's sun may never shine on you
That the walls of hell may fall on you.
That hell may be your summer house.
That the devil may dry up your tears with a brass hackle.
That your ribs may make a grate to roast your soul.
The devil die along with him and if we dont lose a friend sure we'll lose a foe.
The devil pull a cure for him
That the devil and hell may merrily mend him.
That the devil may sew up your mouth with a briar.
The devil run a beggin' with you.
That every bad luck may attend you.
"Health and long life to you
A good boring wife to you
Land without rent to you
And that while you live to you
"A Land League Toast"(continues on next page)
