Imleabhar: CBÉ 0220 (Cuid 2)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Old Song (ar lean)

   “I'm a gay "dacent" labouring youth...”

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   

   Níl tú logáilte isteach, ach tá fáilte romhat tras-scríobh a dhéanamh go hanaithnid. Sa chás seo, déanfar do sheoladh IP a stóráil ar mhaithe le rialú cáilíochta.

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   She showed no more money to me Than a hungry man showed to a herring, Sir. Wan Belly-go-fister I gave Which caused her to cry, laugh and grin again And in nine months I opened the grave And laid her on the bones of Ould Finnegan. Now I am single again I'll spend me time ["raling"] and frollieking I'll go to the fair with the maids And dance with 'em all at the pattern. They needn't think I'm stuck to a tree They may be quite fat but get thin again They won't spend their cockles in me For they might get acquainted with Finnegan.

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2. (gan teideal)

   “There was a kind of language around here long ago...”

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   There was a kind of language around here long ago, the Gamet they called it. "Douse the glimmer and klim the kid, and speel to the doss" (put out the candle, put the child to bed, and go to bed).

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

   Stair Athraigh