Scoil: Gort Leitreach (uimhir rolla 15960)

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1. The Half Set

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   To you light-footed trippers that are fond of a tune
   And goes searching for fun by the light of the moon
   Go ahead and don't cease in your course to advance
   Till you meet what is termed that terrible dance
   For in all this wide world you could not admit
   A stranger display than this boorish half-set
   And in distrustful lodges the game is conceived
   And in its performance great numbers believed
   In towns and in villages you can see there
   The half-set or whole set performed with care
   Yes, befating bullies unfavoured with grace
   With instincts immoral, impious, and base(?)

   Those swaggering gehts show their armorous taste
   By catching their co-partner sometimes by the waist
   The hands are more commonly used than the feet
   Which looks most, most indelicate and indiscreet
   If memory has not my black head forsook
   I heard a tune played called the One-horned Buck
   And it was played by music men
   Yet no other tune fits this gentle half set

   When formerly dancing a gig or a reel
   The music was timed by the toe and the heel
   But now it is a pluck and a drag
   And a haul without any attention to music at all
   You need not observe either carriage or care
   You can Glaum like a maniac or hug like a bear
   You can lash like a stallion or star(?) like a buck
   Or crouch like a spaniel or bow (?) like a duck
   So what was regarded as nice in past days
   Seems now ......

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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