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1. The Wild Baraboo (continued)

   

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   Away with the hounds and the wild tallyho.
   VII
   Ti's awfully kind of you Patsy says she,
   Resign your position and go along with me.
   You can hunt in my woods and have nothing to do,
   But permit me to play on your wild Barraboo.
   VIII
   The Southern Star has reported we hear,
   That the fishermen heard it in Castletownbere.
   They were stricken with terror saying what can it be,
   Its the booming of thunder we can't go to sea.
   IX
   Stop said another, its an instrument unseen,
   It belongs to a giant of the old named Oisin.
   It was hid underneath some old druic dolhaun,
   And ti's playing at a foxhunt today in Rylane.
   X
   But more of the men took a different view,
   They said t'was the sound of some distant review.
   They guessed what was right and they said what was true,
   T'was Patsy was sounding his wild Barraboo.
   XI
   So now to conclude and to finish mu song,
   Long life and success to that hero Pat Long.
   And now that he is married and have nothing to do,
   Only teaching the ladies his wild Barraboo.

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   History Edit

   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Thomas Healy

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Aghabullogue, Co. Cork

   Informant

   Mr P. Murphy

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Dromatimore, Co. Cork