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1. A Local Incident of about the Year 1900 (continued)

   

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   Because I spied about the bog
   And raised his rifle instantly
   To send me to eternity
   And only for my loving wife
   He then and there would take my life
   But God had sent her just in time
   For to prevent that horrid crime.
   She is here this day and can tell you
   That every word I say is true
   And further he can’t disguise
   He had no licence from the excise
   A gun to carry or to use.
   To transport him yous can’t refuse
   That only chance me to save
   Or keep me from an early grave.
   To tell all both of them did swear
   My pen refuses I declare!
   Their wicked purpose to achieve
   They did their best you may believe.
   But all their efforts were in vain
   They were regarded with distain
   The young Mc Cabe they would set free
   Kavanagh was bound to the peace
   His face was dyed with dark disgrace
   The news ran quickly up down
   The cheers did shake the little town.

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   History Edit

   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Mrs A. O' Reilly

   Gender

   Female