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Updated: May 1, 2025
I thought I had enough of the elements then, but I've seen a deal more of them since. `Terence, says my father to me one day, `what do you mane to do? `To get my dinner, sure, replied I, for I was not a little hungry. `And so you shall to-day, my vourneen, replied my father, `but in future you must do something to get your own dinner; there's not praties enow for the whole of ye.
'Terence, says my father to me one day, 'what do you mane to do? 'To get my dinner, sure, replied I, for I was not a little hungry. 'And so you shall to-day, my vourneen, replied my father, 'but in future you must do something to get your own dinner: there's not praties enow for the whole of ye.
Then, in a clear mezzo-soprano voice, she sang the first verse of one of the most popular Irish ballads: "O Arrah ma dheelish, the distant dudheen Lies soft in the moonlight, ma bouchal vourneen: The springing gossoons on the heather are still, And the caubeens and colleens are heard on the hill."
Well, my dear, it was a beautiful sight to see the king standing with his mouth open, looking at his poor old goose flying as light as a lark, and better than ever she was: and when she lit at his feet, patted her on the head, and "Ma vourneen," says he, "but you are the darlint o' the world." "And what do you say to me," says 'Saint Kavin, "for making her the like?"
'You don't say so, Shorsha ma vourneen? you don't say that you have cards fifty-two? 'I do, though; and they are quite new never been once used. 'And you'll be lending them to me, I warrant? 'Don't think it! But I'll sell them to you, joy, if you like. 'Hanam mon Dioul! am I not after telling you that I have no money at all!
‘You don’t say so, Shorsha ma vourneen?—you don’t say that you have cards fifty-two?’ ‘I do, though; and they are quite new—never been once used.’ ‘And you’ll be lending them to me, I warrant?’ ‘Don’t think it!—But I’ll sell them to you, joy, if you like.’ ‘Hanam mon Dioul! am I not after telling you that I have no money at all!’
Then, in a clear mezzo-soprano voice, she sang the first verse of one of the most popular Irish ballads: "O Arrah, ma dheelish, the distant dudheen Lies soft in the moonlight, ma bouchal vourneen: The springing gossoons on the heather are still, And the caubeens and colleens are heard on the hills."
So Fingal ran into his house, and called to his wife Shaya, 'My vourneen, says he, 'be quick now; there's that big bully of a Scotchman coming up the hill.
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