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Five pounds I would give to him that would find my true love. Ochone! it is you are a sharp grief to young Mary ni-Curtain! A Poem Written in Time of Trouble by an Irish Priest Who Had Taken Orders in France My thoughts, my grief! are without strength My spirit is journeying towards death My eyes are as a frozen sea My tears my daily food; There is nothing in life but only misery.
"Ochone!" groaned Barney, sitting down on the table, and looking at his host with a face of horror. "Yes, these are the worst animals in Brazil for sucking the blood of men and cattle. I find it quite impossible to keep my mules alive, they are so bad." Barney groaned.
"Wirra," he murmured presently, "but 'tis a terrible thing to hit an unsuspectin' man wit' a monkey wrench! An' that divil von Staden, for all his faults, is not a bad lad at all at all. An' I'd give five dollars yes, seven an' a half if he were bald an' shiny on any other shpot save an' exceptin' the shpot I have to hit him. Ochone!
As, however, it was all he could do to keep pace with the brute, he found either alternative impossible. "Ochone! what'll I do wid ye?" cried the perplexed man, in despair. The bear, as if in reply, glanced aside at him and grinned horribly. "I do belaive it's laughin' again at me! Larry forgot to do his steed the justice to add that it carried fourteen stone weight on its back.
"Ochone!" groaned Squill, "av it wasn't for the short allowance they've putt us on, an' the bad walkin' every day, an' all day, I wouldn't mind so much, but I've scarce got strength enough left to sneeze, an' as to my legs, och! quills they are instid of Squill's." "For shame, man," remonstrated Grummidge, "to be makin' your bad jokes at a time like this."
"That's saying a good deal," returned the marquis. "Not one worrt more as enough, my lort," said Duncan "She was only pe her next wife, put, ochone! ochone! why did she'll pe marry her? You would haf stapt her long aco, my lort, if she'll was your wife, and you was knowing the tamned fox and padger she was pe. Ochone! and she tidn't pe have her turk at her hench nor her sgian in her hose."
"The light's gone out o' m' home an' darkness fills m' heart, Anna, an' it's the sun that'll shine for m' no more! Ochone, ochone!" "'Liza dear, I've been where ye are now, too often not t' know that aanything that aanybody says is jist like spittin' at a burnin' house t' put it out. Yer boy's gone we can't bring 'im back.
This couldn't have happened if I'd had one o' the noo helmets. Git off my " "Ochone! He's fainted!" cried Mrs Machowl; "help me, boys."
There 's some deevilry at wark there. Stan' ye i' the door, an' ghaist or deevil 'at wad win by ye, grip it, an' haud on like Demon the dog." "She will so, she will so!" muttered Duncan in a strange tone. "Ochone! that she'll not pe hafing her turk with her! Ochone! Ochone!"
They waited for another, but there was no more. "He is gone," said the doctor. "Gone?" cried Moira. "Gone? Ochone, but he was the gallant gentleman!" she wailed, lapsing into her Highland speech. "Oh, but he had the brave heart and the true heart. Ochone! Ochone!"
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