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1. My Father's Oul Caubeen (continued)

   

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   My father said to me, "my lad,
   this treasure I'll leave you,
   But free from stain it must remain,
   as pure as the morning dew,
   No graft or gain or lucre's stain
   will taint its emerald sheen,
   So take your place, but ne'er disgrace
   your father's oul' caubeen."
   III
   He says to me, "my boy, machree
   this hat saw better fare.
   'Mid glade and glen with the Fenian men,
   where Freedom's fires flare."
   Neath it I swore in days of yore,
   beside the old boreen.
   That I'll be true to Roisin Dhu
   and my father's oul' caubeen.
   IV

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   History Edit

   Language

   English

   Informant

   Mrs Murray

   Gender

   Female

   Age

   c. 50

   Address

   Tlachta, Co. Meath