My Ireland : Songs And Simple Rhymes
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[77] But Oony O'Moore had a daughter, In the shade of Mac Kelly's black soul, Where Hell's scarlet light, Gave the power of sight, To a demon that naught could control.
Now the Plague struck the flesh of Mac Kelly, So they left him alive and alone, In the heart of the bogs, Where not even the dogs, Would have gone for a man's rotten bone.
They carried him out to the marshes, And left him alone and alive, In a shed on the moor, With a death to endure, For they knew that he could not survive.
Nex...t morning the shadow of Oony, Went out with herself on the bog, To a man whom she cursed, Till he tried in his thirst, For to drink the damp mist of the fog.
And the people in fear of the Fever Stood dumb with a terror untold ; For the curses they heard, Called each carrion bird, To the flesh of a man growing cold.
[78] Sitting in front of the sheiling It was Oony O'Moore whom they saw, And her blasphemous voice Bid the mag-pie rejoice, And the raven to sharpen his claw.
By the sheiling of Ulick Mac Kelly, Three paces away from his breath, She sat at the door, Shouting curses galore, While he waited the blessing of Death.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
[77] But Oony O'Moore had a daughter, In the shade of Mac Kelly's black soul, Where Hell's scarlet light, Gave the power of sight, To a demon that naught could control.
Now the Plague struck the flesh of Mac Kelly, So they left him alive and alone, In the heart of the bogs, Where not even the dogs, Would have gone for a man's rotten bone.
They carried him out to the marshes, And left him alone and alive, In a shed on the moor, With a death to endure, For they knew that he could not survive.
Nex...t morning the shadow of Oony, Went out with herself on the bog, To a man whom she cursed, Till he tried in his thirst, For to drink the damp mist of the fog.
And the people in fear of the Fever Stood dumb with a terror untold ; For the curses they heard, Called each carrion bird, To the flesh of a man growing cold.
[78] Sitting in front of the sheiling It was Oony O'Moore whom they saw, And her blasphemous voice Bid the mag-pie rejoice, And the raven to sharpen his claw.
By the sheiling of Ulick Mac Kelly, Three paces away from his breath, She sat at the door, Shouting curses galore, While he waited the blessing of Death.
What to read after My Ireland : Songs And Simple Rhymes?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Carlin, Francis to read onlineMoreLess
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