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Updated: May 13, 2025
"Shamus, aroon, vick machree, wuil thu Ihum? wuil thu wuil thu Ihum? Jemmy, my beloved, son of my heart, are you with me? are you are you with me?" "Ish maheen a tha in, a vair dheelish machree It is I who am with you, beloved mother of my heart!" She smiled again but only for a moment.
I wish I was dead sooner nor see you in this agony. I ever loved you! I ever an' always loved you, avourneen dheelish; but now I would give my heart's best blood, if it'ud save you. Here's Father Mulcahy come." "About the mon about the money Pether what do you intind Oh! my blood my blood's a-fire! Mother o'Heaven! Oh! this pain is is takin' me from all faix! Rise me up!"
When his audience no longer claimed repetition of that exciting air, he struck a chord or two of some Beethoven, but shook his head with a sigh and gave it up. However, less ambitious attempts were open to him, and he had happened on Irish minstrelsy; so, left to himself, he sang Savourneen Dheelish through.
The consequence is, that the child is named after and dedicated to some particular saint, in the hope that his influence may obviate his evil doom. "Make yourself aisy, I say; don't I tell you I have the prayer to keep it back hach! hach! why, there's a bit stuck in my throath, some way! Wurrah dheelish, what's this!
Now, hard hit by Savourneen Dheelish, the strength to think she might cross the barriers revived, and the insanity of the scheme shrank as its rightness grew and grew. After all, did she not belong to herself? To whom else, except her parents?
"Ay, indeed," she would proceed "troth an' conscience, Hugh, avourneen" avourneen being pronounced with a civil bitterness that was perfectly withering "troth an' conscience, Hugh, avourneen, it's truth you're speaking, and not only that, Hugh darling, but he's as dark as the old dioul betimes, so he is, and runs into such fits of blackness and anger, for no reason Hugh, dheelish, for no reason in life, man alive.
Humiliating as it may seem to the scientific reader, I found it impossible to maintain a Platonic attitude any longer; and applying my mouth to the embouchure of the pipette, warbled faintly in an exquisite falsetto: "Ulat tanalareezul Savourneen Dheelish tradioun marexil Vi-Koko for the hair. I want yer, ma honey." The effect was nothing short of magical.
"Wurrah dheelish, Frank," screamed the sisters, "are you goin' to murdher Rody?" "Murdher," he shouted, in a paroxysm of fury, "Why the curse o' God upon you all, what puts murdher into your heads? Is it my own family that's the first to charge me wid it?" "Why, there's no one chargin' you wid it," replied Rody; "not one, whatever makes you take it to yourself."
Mauourneen dheelish, too, is only a short phrase, but, coming warm and mellowed from Paddy's lips into the ear of his colleen dhas, it is a perfect spell a sweet murmur, to which the lenis susurrus of the Hybla bees is, with all their honey, jarring discord. How tame is "My sweet darling," its literal translation, compared to its soft and lulling intonations.
On God I'm sure he depends; on his providence I also rely for seeing his name and character cleared of all that has been brought against him. John, I wish to speak to you in my own room; not that I intend to make any secret of it, but I want to consult with you first." "Cheerna dheelish," exclaimed her mother; "what a wife that child would make to any man that desarved her!"
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