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An'; Bryan," he proceeded, when the latter had returned with the chair and placed him in it, "listen, Bryan when you and Kathleen Cavanagh's married but I needn't say it where was there one of your name to do an unmanly thing in that respect? but when you and Kathleen's married, be to her as your own father was to her that's gone ever and always kind and lovin', an' what your grandfather that's now spaking to you, maybe for the last time, was to her that's long, long an angel in heaven my own Peggy Slevin but it's the Irish sound of it I like Peggy Na Laveen.
"Wasn't it here, too," he proceeded, "that Peggy Slevin, she that was famed far an' near for her beauty, and that the sweet song was made upon 'Peggy Na Laveen' -ay ay, you may think yourselves fine an' handsome; but, where was there sich a couple as grandfather and Peggy Na Laveen was then?"
God, acushla, can bring about everything in His own good way." After another pause of some minutes he murmured to himself "Peggy Na Laveen Peggy Na Laveen how far that name has gone! Turn me round a little.
"Then when Jack came home in the winter nights, it would do your heart good to see Nancy sitting at her wheel, singing, 'Stachan Varagah, or 'Peggy Na Laveen, beside a purty clear fire, with a small pot of murphys boiling on it for their supper, or laid up in a wooden dish, comfortably covered with a clane praskeen on the well-swept hearth-stone; whilst the quiet, dancing blaze might be seen blinking in the nice earthen plates and dishes that stood over against the side-wall of the house.
What brought us here, childre'? Oh! ay I wanted to see the ould places there's Claghleim, where the walls of the house she was born in, and the green garden, is both to the fore; yet I hope they won't be disturbed, if it was only for the sake of them that's gone; an' there's the rock on the top of Lisbane,where, in the summer evening, long, long ago, I used to sit an' listen to Peggy Na Laveen singin' over our holy songs the darlin' ould songs of the counthry.
"Grandfather," said Bryan, "make your mind aisy; we won't take you from the brave ould places, and you will sleep in Carndhu with Peggy Na Laveen; make your heart and mind easy, then, for you won't be parted."
But at any rate, Tom, achora, don't take me away from them; sure you wouldn't part me from the green fields of Carriglass? Sure you'd not take me from the blessed graveyard of Carndhu, where we all sleep. I couldn't rest in a sthrange grave, nor among strange people; I couldn't rest, barrin' I'm wid her, Peggy Na Laveen." These words he uttered after his return into the house.
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