Mirth and Metre consisting of Poems, Serious, Humorous, and Satirical; Songs, Sonnets, Ballads & Bagatelles. Written by C. Dibdin, Jun |
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IRISH VOYAGE.
Mr. Leonard O'Leary's my christian surname,
And a long while ago from Kilkenny I came;
My friends and relations I gave them the slip,
And went as a bold horse-marine 'board a ship.
And a long while ago from Kilkenny I came;
My friends and relations I gave them the slip,
And went as a bold horse-marine 'board a ship.
On a voyage of discovery we sail'd to our cost,
For we found on this shore that our vessel was lost:
I look'd for myself, grah! as soon as I cou'd,
And found myself sticking chin-deep in the mud.
For we found on this shore that our vessel was lost:
I look'd for myself, grah! as soon as I cou'd,
And found myself sticking chin-deep in the mud.
The natives flock'd round me, and laugh'd every soul,
For I look'd all the world like a toad in the hole;
Says I, “Jontlemen, let compassion prevail,
And just pull out my head, for thereby hangs a tail.”
For I look'd all the world like a toad in the hole;
Says I, “Jontlemen, let compassion prevail,
And just pull out my head, for thereby hangs a tail.”
Against the big rocks the ould ship being stav'd,
Not a bit but what went to the bottom was sav'd;
Then no soul sav'd their lives, but myself and three more,
And they were found lying stone dead on the shore.
Not a bit but what went to the bottom was sav'd;
Then no soul sav'd their lives, but myself and three more,
And they were found lying stone dead on the shore.
To live with the savages now was my lot,
And soon found a pretty snug birth I had got;
How d'ye think I came over each tawny fac'd rogue?
Why, English I taught with an Irish brogue.
And soon found a pretty snug birth I had got;
How d'ye think I came over each tawny fac'd rogue?
Why, English I taught with an Irish brogue.
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