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1. Poem by Poet Aherne

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   A doleful declaration most painfully condoling
   My sad and wretched state I most painfully deplore
   A state precarious I had ne'er been before in
   Being scarcely now able the same to report
   For sickness now has humbled me and that into the lowest degree
   That I do stand as you may see in great danger of course
   My vital sensations are decreasing with rapidity
   And I also bewailing without means to console

   How little I expected I would ever be stationed
   So wretched and so feeble so weak and so low
   For fickle faithless fortune has voluntarily forsaken me
   And bitter is my ailment as plain you may know
   Why should I impatiently await the hour of destiny
   That is owing to human vanity
   To which we all are prone
   That I do stand in danger of being taken to eternity
   And therefore who can blame me for making my moan

   Shall I bid adieu to my friends, likewise my parents
   Likewise my old acquaintances so constant and so true
   Shall I bid adieu forever to my kind and worthy neighbours
   The best of any people a nation ever knew
   The thought of such a harsh decree is ever more than match for me
   I yield to those emotions free encompassing my soul

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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