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Wharton's doggerel refrain of Lillibullero, was heard in every circle outside the court; all London, lighted with torches, and marshalled under arms, awaited during the memorable "Irish night" the advent of the terrible and detested regiments brought over by Tyrconnell; some companies of these troops quartered in the country were fallen upon by ten times their numbers, and cut to pieces.
Esmond whistled Lillibullero, at which Teague's eyes began to twinkle, and then flung him a dollar, when the poor boy broke out with a "God bless that is, Dieu benisse votre honor," that would infallibly have sent him to the provost-marshal had he been on our side of the river.
"What! do you think I'm drunk, you scoundrel? fall back, sir, immediately. "'Lillibullero, bullen ala. "I say I'm not drunk; but I'm in a terrible passion at that treacherous scoundrel; but no matter, I saw something to-night never mind, I say. "'There was an old prophecy found in a bog, Lillibullero, bullen ala; That Ireland should be ruled by an Ass and a Dog, Lillibullero, bullen ala;
The newly elected members went in state to the City Cross, accompanied by a band of music, and by a long train of knights and squires. The procession, as it marched, sang "Joy to Great Caesar," a loyal ode, which had lately been written by Durfey, and which, though like all Durfey's writings, utterly contemptible, was, at that time, almost as popular as Lillibullero became a few years later.
Ian drummed upon the table and whistled "Lillibullero." "Something nothing. Nothing something! Old Steadfast, you are a sight for sair een! They say you make the best of lairds! Every cotter sings of just ways!" "My father was a good laird. I would not shatter the tradition. Come with me to Edinburgh and London, on that journey I wrote you of!" "No.
More than seventy years after the Revolution, a great writer delineated, with exquisite skill, a veteran who had fought at the Boyne and at Namur. One of the characteristics of the good old soldier is his trick of whistling Lillibullero. Wharton afterwards boasted that he had sung a King out of three kingdoms.
"Of course you know there's only one end of it." "Yes," I replied, and hummed a stave of "Lillibullero." He leaned forward and said impressively, "The gibbet, Mr. Wheatman!" "Draughty places!" said I, smiling, as I thought of Nance Lousely. "I can feel the wind whistling through my bones." "You are pleased to be facetious, sir. It does credit, I must say, to your nerves."
"The English confusion to Popery drink, Lillibullero bullen a la." The secret presses of London worked without ceasing. Many papers daily came into circulation by means which the magistracy could not discover, or would not check. One of these has been preserved from oblivion by the skilful audacity with which it was written, and by the immense effect which it produced.
Statesman and writer of "Lillibullero," s. of the 4th Baron W., was one of the most profligate men of his age. He was a supporter of the Exclusion Bill, and consequently obnoxious to James II. His only contribution to literature was the doggerel ballad, "Lillibullero" , which had so powerful a political effect that its author claimed to have sung a King out of three kingdoms.
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