With a fara lm loo, ogh! hon?, how ha h? .? then ? s?t .m? he 5?, 't?d Yo? pi?, ? I, P?d?, ? neatly ? o?r ?ed I'il ?er whe?ver it b?ws? ?d i? m? ?ather should t? to ?ver ?, Sum it ?n't ? by describing my clot? ?e m?ic I hear now takes hold of my e? ?d !ea? me all over the world by t? ? ? I ?11ow'd h? ba?pi?s ? swat, ?d sang ? I leap'd like a frog, Ad?u to my fa?ly ?at, So p?asantly plaid ? a ?; ? then such swat m?ic he blew, 'two?d ?lt? t? he? ? a stone. Full-five yea? I fofiow'd him, nothing co?d ?der ?!1 h? one morning had t?en a sup, And slipp'd from a bri?e into a ?ver j? ?der ?u? to the ?ttom j? l?e a bl?d pup! I roar'd ?d I bawl'd out, and l?tily ?l'd O Pa?y my f?e?d, don't you me? to ? ?e w? dead ? a nail ? the door, Poor Paddy w? .1? on ? ?elf, ? I took up h? pi? on the shorn, ?d ?w'l've ?t up for m?, Wi? my f?a l?a, to ? ? I have not ?t the
THE SONG OF FIONNUALA
Tune—‘Arrah, my dear Eveleen.’
Silent, oh Moyle! be the roar of thy water,
Break not, ye breezes, your chain of repose!
While murmuring mournfully, Lir's lonely daughter
Tells to the night star her tale of woes.
