Scoil: Shanvough, Sráid na Cathrach (uimhir rolla 15827)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. A Local Bailiff (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   By advising Griffith for to rack rent them
   And to gain his favour this villain tried
   But thanks to God that the times are altered.
   And the wheel is turned against his will.
   And those honest people whom he thought to banish
   Enjoy the profits of their holdings still.
   This brutal emblem of Toryism
   Is now protected by the Government.
   Lest his dirty carcase might get demolished
   Or fall a victim to some punishment.
   With a hut erected hard by his dwelling
   Those black belted boys they guard them well.
   But as they keep his body from all earthly damage,
   They clear the road for his soul to Hell.
   The diabolical shape of his despotic frame.
   Causes me to think in misery.
   Or of Satan vile when serpent like
   In the garden tempted Eve.
   With eyes projecting and features frightful
   Like a tiger of the fiercest kind.
   He and Luther are as good a contrast
   As can be pictured by the human mind
   I do not wonder he'd look like Luther.
   For to follow him was his destiny.
   For through his life time his only motto
   Was destruction and dishonesty.

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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