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Updated: January 22, 2026

Well, Mave, I hope that my eyes may be closed by the hands I loved an' love so well an' that's your own, agrab machree, an' Denis's." "Whisht, Denis asthore," said Mave, wiping her eyes, "I hope I'll never see that day.

William Carleton - Going to Maynooth : Traits and Stories of the Irish Peasantry, The Works of William Carleton, Volume Three