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Bog-land Studies

By J. Barlow: 3rd ed
Barlow, Jane (1857?-1917)

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TH' OULD MASTER
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WALLED OUT
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LAST TIME AT M'GURK'S
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BY THE BOG-HOLE
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PAST PRAYING FOR OR, THE SOUPER'S WIDOW
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MISS HONOR'S WEDDING
  
A CURLEW'S CALL

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In last September it was, whin the weather'll be mostly grand,
Wid the sunshine turnin' the colour o' corn all over the land,
An' the two young gintlemen came to shoot wid their guns an' their dogs,
A-thrampin' just for divarsion about the hills an' the bogs.
And I thramped afther thim, tho' it's little divarsion I had,
Carryin' the baskits an' all; but sure it's meself was glad
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To earn the shillin's at sunset, an' iligant loonch be the way;
Mate, an' bread, an' a dhrop to dhrink—ye needed no more that day.
For, tho' 'twas thick o' the harvest, down here the bogs an' the hills
Lave on'y narrow slips o' fields for the furrows an' pratie dhrills;
Terrible quick they're raped an' dug; but what should the farmer do?
If there's on'y work for wan, he can't find wages for two.
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