School: Moyvoughley (roll number 7249)

Location:
Moyvoughly, Co. Westmeath
Teacher:
C. Ní Fhlannagáin
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0743, Page 137

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  1. The wren, the wren the king of all birds
    On St Stephens day she was caught in the furze
    Altough she was little, her family was great
    Rise up landlady and give us a "thrate" (treat)
    We chase her from bush, from tree to tree,
    In Donnellys hollow she broke her knee,
    So up with the kettle and down with the pan
    Or give us your answer and let us begone
    Our box would speak if it had but a tongue
    On tow or three singing we do with no word
    Sing holly, sing ivy, sing ivy, sing holly
    Or drop us two drinks to drown melancholy.
    If you go draw, they be for the best
    Then grant it high Heaven
    or so my friend rest.
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    Language
    English
    Informant
    Anne Oates
    Gender
    Female
    Age
    c. 8
    Address
    Moyvoughly, Co. Westmeath