Scoil: Ballinamore (B.) (uimhir rolla 2820)
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- Béal an Átha Móir, Co. Liatroma
- Múinteoir: Seán Heslin
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“Below is a short poem about the hanging of Roddy...”
Below is a sort of poem about the hanging of Roddy, the rope used to hang him is that referred to in the clues. P.66 this book.
Collected by W. Farrell Standard VI. from Tom Brian (Crow) Church St.. Come all you Roman Catholics
I hope you will draw near
It is of a lovely girl
That lost her life we know
By a false and lewd lover
That took her from Banaloe.
The reason that he murdered her
Was for being a proven female
The pride of Banaloe.'Tis now they've taken prisoners
And laid in Carrick jail
No hope of their release
Or any sort of bail
And if they're found guilty
Like murders they'll stand
On the front of Carrick jail
To die by handman's hand.They called upon Thomas Baxter
As his tears come rolling down
'I'm not the murderer
May God bring it round.'
And he that was the murderer.
That bloody sight to see
That he may die a shameful death
On the gallows tree. The next they called was John Roddy
And his age was but twenty-four
For the murder of this girl
Away his life was swore
God protect his children small
Likewise his loving wife
And the Lord look down upon them
When he is in his grave.Before he parts this life
He has one request to crave
To shun all evil company
May the Lord have mercy on his soul
Good Christians for him pray. To see this lovely girl
When combing down her hair
There's not one in this country
To her we could compare
May vengeance overtake them
And prove their overthrow
That murdered Mary Maguire
The Flower of Banaloe.God help her poor lamenting brother
He's day and night bewailing
And can find no relief
Likewise her aged mother
For she is grieving still
Thinking of the woeful death
Her daughter met in Cloverhill. That the porringers and pints
May be *saurdered round his joints
And burned day and night in his fire
It is then he'll plainly say
My curse light on the day
That I murdered you sweet Mary Maguire. *saurdered is the word used locally for soldered. I don't know the origin of the word. Perhaps it is Irish. But more likely it is a mispronunciation of soldered which is very often pronounced sod.er.ed with the "l" silent.N.B. Her body was found on the mearing between Hugh Reynold's farm and Mrs. M. Bartin's farm at Tarmon. The spot is still pointed out. It is exactly opposite the back of Mrs. Bartin's house, on the left hand side of path leading from Oughteraugh to St. Bridget's Well. She was killed by a tinsmith. Roddy was innocent.
S.oh.e- Bailitheoir
- W. Farrell
- Inscne
- Fireann
- Faisnéiseoir
- Tom Prior
- Inscne
- Fireann