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1. Local Song - Drainage of the River Erne (continued)

   

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   XV
   Christmas she spent under water,
   And on till the dawning New Year;
   Then she was raised to the surface,
   And onward once more, she did steer.
   XVI
   Now she lies lonely deserted,
   Awaiting her sentence and doom,
   Which must come from Drainage Headquarters
   And that before long, I presume.
   XVII
   For the end it is quickly approaching;
   The workers have all disappeared,
   Except for a few of the yard-men
   Where the stores have quickly been cleared
   XVIII
   No more at the end of a fortnight,
   "Black Pat" with his bag will be round;
   Content we must be with Mc. Kiernan's
   Till other employments be found
   XIX and XX
   So farewell to the strangers amongst us,
   Who depart, and yet have to go;
   We wish them all peace and prosperity
   That a bountiful God can bestow.
   Like farewell to my comrades; The Captain and crew of the boat;
   Let us hope we'll man her again, boys,
   If ever she chance to refloat.

   

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   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Brighd Ní Ghilla Phádraigh

   Gender

   Female