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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 321 |
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ELLEN FORRESTER
(1828-1883)
THE WIDOW'S MESSAGE TO HER SON .
" f~) EMEMBER, Denis, all I bade you say; r\^ Tell him we're well and happy, thank the ■*■ ^ Lord;
But of our troubles, since he went away, You'll mind, avick, and never say a word !
Of cares and troubles, sure, we've all our share; The finest summer isn't always fair.
"Tell him the spotted heifer calved in May;
She died, poor thing ; but that you needn't mind; Nor how the constant rain destroyed the hay ; But tell him God to us was ever kind ;
And when the fever spread the country o'er, His mercy kept the * sickness ' from our door.
" Be sure you tell him how the neighbors came And cut the corn; and stored it in the barn; 'Twould be as well to mention them by name — Pat Murphy, Ned M'Cabe, and James M'Carn, And big Tim Daly from behind the hill; But say agra'—O say I miss him still! |
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