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<I>And no damn loutll come courting thee or by the mother of the Holy</I> <I> Ghost there'll be murder!</I> <I>O, come all ye sweet nymphs of Dingle beach to cheer Brinabride</I> <I> queen from Sybil surfriding </I> <I>In her curragh of shells of daughter of pearl and her silverymonnblue</I> <I> mantle round her.</I> <I>Crown of the waters, brine on her brow, she'll dance them a jig and</I> <I> jilt them fairly.</I> <I>Yerra, why would she bide with Sig Sloomysides or the grogram grey</I> <I> ; barnacle gander? </I> <I> ; </I> <I>You won't need be lonesome, Lizzy my love, when your beau gets his</I> <I> glut of cold meat and hot soldiering</I> <I>Nor wake in winter, window machree, but snore sung in my old</I> <I> Balbriggan surtout.</I> <I>Wisha, won't you agree now to take me from the middle, say, of</I> <I> next week on, for the balance of my days, for nothing (what?)</I> <I> as your own nursetender?</I> <I> </I> <I>A power of highsteppers died game right enough<STRIKE> ; ; </STRIKE>;but who, acushla,</I> <I> 'll beg coppers for you? </I> <I>I tossed that one long before anyone.</I> <I>It was of a wet good Friday too she was ironing and, as I'm given</I> <I> now to understand, she was always mad gone on me.</I> <I>Grand goosegreasing we had entirely with an allnight eiderdown bed</I> <I> picnic to follow.</I> <I>By the cross of Cong, says she, rising up Saturday in the twilight</I> <I> from under me, Mick, Nick the Maggot or whatever your name</I> <I> is, you're the mose likable lad that's come my ways yet from the</I> <I> barony of Bohermore.</I> ; Mattheehew, Markeehew, Lukeehew, Johnheehewheehew! Haw! And still a light moves long the river. And stiller the mermen ply their keg. Its pith is full. The way is free. Their lot is cast. So, to john for a john, johnajeams, led it be!