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324 THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF |
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GEORGE FOX
(Unknown")
THE COUNTY OF MAYO
From the Irish of Thomas Flavell ■
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N the deck of Patrick Lynch's boat I sat in woful plight, Through my sighing all the weary day and weeping all the night. Were it not that full of sorrow from my people forth I
go, By the blessed sun, 'tis royally I'd sing thy praise, Mayo.
When I dwelt at home in plenty, and my gold did
much abound, In the company of fair young maids the Spanish ale
went round. 'Tis a bitter change from those gay days that now
I'm forced to go, And must leave my bones in Santa Cruz, far from my
own Mayo.
They are altered girls in Irrul now; 'tis proud they're
grown and high, With their hair-bags and their top-knots—for I pass
their buckles by. |
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