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’S an gcuala sibh nó an bhfaca sibh aon scrios ag tíocht go hÉirinn,Mar a rinne mada Tomily ar shicíní Bhríd Éamoinn? Tháinig sé isteach as faltanas lá is í ag gléasadh a mbricfeasta, ’S gur bhain sé an ceann gan aireachtáil de mháthair an dáréag bhoicht.
D’fhága sin faoi leatrom iad ag screadach is ag géarghol, Dhá scaipeadh ar fud na ngarrantaí is gan sop acu ná téagar, Mura dté siad ins an psalter-house nó iontú leis na Protastúin, Níl aon tslí ó neamh acu ach a dhul ag iarraidh déirce.
An Mada: Is a chomharsanaí na gcarad, ná géilligíse d’Éamonn, Rachaidh mé ’un an phobail nó go bhfaighidh mé accommodation, Gur coileán múinte socair mé lá ar thosaigh sí ag cur choghaidh orm, Cailleach as Críoch Lochlannach ’s í ag moladh presbyterians.
Bhí mé ag gabháil an baile seo agus tháinig mé tigh Éamoinn, Bhí cailleach cois na tine ann ’s í ag gabháil thrí leabhar freemasons, Ní túisce mé i mo sheasamh ann ná labhair sí go habartha, ‘Are you a Roman Catholic or what’s your occupation?’
Ní bhfuair mé mórán scoláireacht ná oideachas ar Bhéarla, Ach go ndeachaigh mé thríd an Spelling Book is gur léigh mé beagán Gaeilge, Ní raibh mo mhuintir acmhainneach ’gus d’fhága sin mé de réir na haimsire, ’Gus ’un aifrinn a bhíonns mo tharraingt nuair is annamh a théim in aon áit!
An Chailleach: Diúltaigh do na haifrinn agus séan an creideamh Gaelach, Iontaigh leis na Protastúin agus léigh an recantation, Tá fiúntas ann do t’fhamily agus balachtáil dhuit thairis sin, Agus gheobhaidh tú post ón nGovernment is níorbh ionann sin is créatúr.
Nuair a théimse ag tabhairt mo thurais, ní chuig sagart é ná chuig bráithre, Ní ag comhrá leis na cosa a bheinn is an ceann a bheith i láthair, Ba leor dhuit a rá le leanbán le óinseach nó le amadán, Ní ghéillim do do sheanmóir is ní chreidfinn béal an Phápa.
An Mada: Má léann siad na paidreachaí baineann sin dá nduty, Ní hiad a chuirfeadh athrú air murab ionann sin is Liútar, Dhiúltaigh sé do ghrásta Dé agus chuir sé suas don tsacraiméid, Shéan sé corp an tSlánaitheora mar a rinne an gadaí Iúdás.
Nár mhór an peaca marfa mé a chrochadh ná mé a chéasadh, Mar gheall ar chailligh bhradaigh de Lochlannach as Éigipt! Nuair a tháinig scéal as Sasana gur buadh le O’Connell dlí, Cailleadh leis an aicís í lá ar frítheadh an Emancipation.
And heard you or did you see any destruction is coming to Ireland, as did dog Tomily of chicks Bride Eamon? He came in from faltanas day is dress to breakfast, and it involved the head without perception of the mother of the twelve poor.
In fhága so oppressed that are screaming at géarghol, Two spread throughout the walled fields that have the fabric without straw, If they die, in the psalter-house or constitute the Protastúin, no way from heaven but to go by begging.
The Dog: a friend to neighbors, than géilligíse Edmond, I will go un public or that I find accommodation, That puppy taught calm day I started taking my outbreak of Civil War, Witch from Scandinavia and is proposing presbyterians .
I was engaged in this town and I entered the house of Eamon, was a witch by the fire and the pursuit of three books Freemasons, not first in my position than she spoke habartha, ' are you a Roman Catholic or What's your occupation ? '
I did not get many scholarship education is English, But I went ACROSS the Spelling Book is that I read a little bit Irish, not my family had potential and that I fhága by weather, and 'un Mass which is always my draw when rarely I go anywhere!
The Witch: Deny the masses and Irish faith fortune, superb with Protastúin and read the recantation, has value to the ' fhamily and balachtáil thee otherwise, and you get the job of Government is that unlike most creatures.
When I go giving my trips, not to a priest than to friars, not chatting with feet that I would be the one to attend, was enough for thee to say a baby with a fool or a fool, not ghéillim to preach is not believed the Pope's mouth.
The Dog: If they read the prayers female from their Duty, are not adjusting unlike so Luther He rejected the grace of God and put it up for tsacraiméid, He denied the body of the Saviour as did the thief Judas.
Great sin not I hang slaughter or torture me, Because of Viking chailligh Brady from Egypt! When news came from England won by O'Connell that law, died the day of receipt is aicís the Emancipation .
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