Scoil: Glanworth (C.) (uimhir rolla 4838)
- Suíomh:
- Gleannúir, Co. Chorcaí
- Múinteoir: Máire, Bean Uí Fhiachra
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- One night upon my rambles round the Village street
Being sick tired and weary I had not rest or sleep.
I'd not a drop to stir my heart and friends when broke are few
Until I met that decent chap, named Pat from Curraghoe
II
We spoke of Irelands hundred wrongs and the Saxon's galling chain
He said it was dissention, that made strong the landlord's claim
But if old Ireland had been true, as in the days of Brian Boru
Old Ireland would be free again says Pat from Curraghoe.
III
The bottle now being empty, and the fire is burning low
The day is dawning in the east and the cocks begin to crow
We're better now retire to rest & next morning start anew
Me purse is never empty said Pat from Curraghoe.Written by the late James Sullivan Glanworth died about 30 years ago - He was a baker by trade and also had a publichouse. He was about 55 years when he died -
Pat Roche Curraghoe is the subject of the poetry. He was a "ne'er do well" as he drank heavily, but he was a wit and had a gift of poetry - He was locally known as "The Western World" - from a recitation he gave - He died in 1911.