School: Moynalty (B.)

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1. The Tax-Gatherer's Visit (continued)

   

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   Much like the neck of an old speechless fiddle.
   His crooked mouth reached to his ear one side,
   And to his deep mouth two double chins were tied;
   These hanging lips embraced the sun and wind,
   But never felt the embrace of a woman kind.
   Oh, no, the gripping, tax-collecting pest,
   Love has no place in his ungrateful breast,
   Except a sordid passion to obtain
   Low murky Mammon and ill-gotten gain.
   At last he died and when the knave was dead
   The book of rates was placed beneath his head"

   

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2. The Farmer's Lament for a Broken Pipe

   

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   "It grieves me much, dear pipe, to see that you broke;
   I mourn your loss in the absence of your smoke;
   I mourn your loss and your untimely end-

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   History Edit

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Patrick Brady

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Moynalty, Co. Meath

   Informant

   Mr P. Brady

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Moynalty, Co. Meath