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SPOKEN.
Then you know when they came to chair him,
I was no longer, you see, an odd man, there
was a pair of chairmen.
And sure such a pair was ne'er seen by my soul,
As his honour and Paddy O Blarney.

But this notion of greatness was none of the worst,
Oh! the world for the Lakes of Kilkarney,
Having play'd 2d fiddle, I thought I'd play 1st,
Can't ye let alone Paddy O Blarney;
So swearing to plunder and never to speak,
I my qualifications took out and turn'd Greek.

SPOKEN.
Ah! to be sure we did not make a pretty dove-
house of our Pharoah Bank; let me see, me
pidgeoned, ay fait, and plucked them completely too.
Four tradesmen & six bankers' clerks in one week,
Will you let alone Paddy O Blarney.

A big man in all circles so gay and polite,
Ah! the world for the Lakes of Kilkarney:
I found one larnt grown up Jolman to write,
Just to finish gay Paddy O Blarney;
I first learnt my name, till so fond of it grown,
I don't say I'd better have let it alone

SPOKEN.
But by my soul and conscience, it had like to
have finished me in good earnest; for you see
I———just———wrote
Another Joleman's signature stead of my own,
What a devil of a Pady O Blarney.

But since fate didn't chuse for to noose me that day,
Ah the world for the Lakes O Kilkarney,
With a Venus of ninety I next ran away,
What a fine dashing Paddy O Blarney;