sowas. 95 The? riouriah t'or ever, ? d? n? While sadly I w?der, an e?le from th? ?d ?m ? thy m?ntains, ? ? May Heaven defend ? own C??. ? OF COLERAIN? As ?autiful ?tty one morning w? tripping, With a piicher of milk, fr? the fair ? Co?, ?en she saw me sh? stumbled, the pitcher it t?b?, And all the sweet buttorm?k water'd t? pla?. 0h? what shall I do now, 'tw? 1oo?g at you 8?, sum, such a pitcher I'?1 ne'er m?t ?ain, ? the pride of my d?ry;? ?rney M'Clea?, You're ?t ? a pique to ?e gir? of Coler?n? 1 ?t down ?de her, and ?ntly &d ch? That ?ch a ?o? should ?ve her ?ch ?, A ? then I gave her, and ?fore I did ?ve her, 8he vow'd for ?ch ple?e she'd bre? ? ? 'Tw? hay-m?ng ?n, I can't tell the re?n, M?fo?e wHl ?ver ? single, 'tis p!?, For, ve? ?on a?er ?r Kitty's dieter, The devil a pitcher w? wh?e ? CelerY. PADDY ?E ?. W?zw I w? a ooy m my fatocr s m? ?, TenOr and bare ? a ?g ? a stye, Out at the doer as [ 1ook'd with a steady phi: Who but Pat Murphy the pier c?e by? Says Paddy, but few play this music, c? you play? Says I, I cant tell. for I never did t?. He told ? that he had a cha?, To m?e the pi?s p?ttily s?, '?en squeez'd ? bag ?der his ?, ? sweetly they ?t up a sque? .,
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