Volume: CBÉ 0407 (Part 2)

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1. Coughlan of Rathrush (continued)

   

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   that he was unable to procure for her Lishnoo as a gift - vowed she'd marry him if he rode the dapple grey up the steps of her ancestral home.

   "Bar and bolt that gate secure:
   No rebel hence must scurry
   By path or pass or lovely moor"
   Cries bold Captain Curry

   Nite the Arch on creaking hinge
   The portal stoutly clangs -
   That iron gate with many a dirge
   From muskets' fiery fangs.

   "Pause, my captain, bold and brave,
   The water wraith and sprite
   Forbode for us a hasty grave
   And ne'er a chance to fight"

   Ardoyne's fabled raven
   With fetid beak and breath
   At noon attached your infant child
   Sure augur of the Death

   Rathrush 2 miles S of Tullow Co Carlow

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   Béarla

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   Roman script

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