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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 95
DIRGE OF O'SULLIVAN BEAR
From the Irish.
One of the Sullivans of Bearhaven, who went by the name of Morty Oge, fell under the vengeance of the law. He was be­trayed by a confidential servant, named Scully, and was shot by his pursuers. They tied his body to a. boat, and dragged it through the sea from Bearhaven to Cork, where his head was cut off and fixed on the county jail, where it remained for several years. Such is the story current among the people of Bearhaven. The dirge is supposed to have been the compo­sition of O'Sullivan's aged nurse.—From the author's note.
T HE sun on Ivera No longer shines brightly, The voice of her music No longer is sprightly, No more to her maidens
The light dance is dear, Since the death of our darling O'Sullivan Bear.
Scully ! thou false one,
You basely betrayed him, In his strong hour of need,
When thy right hand should aid him; He fed thee—he clad thee —
You had all could delight thee : You left him—you sold him —
May Heaven requite thee !
Scully ! may all kinds
Of evil attend thee ! On thy dark road of life
May no kind one befriend thee !