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34-0 THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF
Oh, welcome evermore, With welcomes yet in store, Till love and life are o'er, Eileen Aroon !
MAGGY LAIDIR
From the Irish of John 0' Neachtan
H ere's first the toast, the pride and boast, Our darling Maggy Laidir ; Let old and young, with ready tongue And open heart, applaud her. Again prepare—here's to the Fair
Whose smiles with joy have crowned us, Then drain.the bowl for each gay soul That's drinking here around us.
Come, friends, don't fail to toast O'Neil,
Whose race our rights defended; Maguire the true, O'Donnell too,
From eastern sires descended. Up ! up again—the tribe of Maine
In danger never failed us, With Leinster's spear forever near,
When foemen have assailed us.
The madder fill with right good will,
There's sure no joy like drinking — Our Bishop's name this draught must claim,
Come let me have no shrinking. His name is dear, and with him here
We'll join old Father Peter, And as he steers thro' life's long years,
May life to him seem sweeter.