Scoil: Béal an Átha Móir (B.)

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1. Ballinamuck

   

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   It happened once upon a time,
   As sages tell in phrase sublime,
   That Tom Gilheany, stout and straight,
   Prepared his pipe in '98,
   And from Drumkeerin did advance
   To join the gallant sons of France.

   To see how foremen reeled and ran
   Was balsam for an Irishman.
   Besides the band in unison played
   In thundering strains, 'The White Cockade'',
   And brilliant was Gilheaney's luck
   Till he arrived in Balinamuck.

   Then, by reverse of fortune there,
   He had to fly in wild despair.
   Over hill and valley, mead, and moor,
   This life, not for a moment, sure.
   That might beneath a hedge he lay
   Until it was approaching day.

   When stepping forward at the dawn
   He met a man called Shuffling Seán,
   To whom he did communicate
   This sore distress, and helpless state;
   And that he did not break his fast
   Foe eight-and-forty hours past.

   Seán brought him to his cosy cot,
   And for him good refreshments got.
   He pleased the refugee so well
   That he did, his adventures, tell.
   '' I have some money here to spare
   That you may take unto your care
   Whate'er my lot, in the long run,
   Pray let may parents have the sum.''

   The money being such tempting stuff
   was freely taken, sure enough.
   And when he started you must know
   Seán pointed out the road to go,
   And told him where he might be sure
   To rest some days, and lie secure.

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