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And with my advice, faith I wish you'd take me.
For dhrames always go by conthraries, my dear.
For a ballad's a thing you expect to find lies in.
Paddy Blake's Echo; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922)
Reproof on her lip, but a smile in her eye.
Sure the shovel and tongs
To each other belongs.
The lovers come near and far,
And envy the chicken
That Peggy is pickin’,
As she sits in the low-backed car.
I'll seek a four-leaved shamrock in all the fairy dells,
And if I find the charmèd leaves, oh, how I'll weave my spells!
The Four-Leaved Shamrock; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922)
As she sat in the low-backed car
The man at the turn-pike bar
Never asked for the toll
But just rubbed his auld poll
And looked after the low-backed car.
A baby was sleeping,
Its mother was weeping,
For her husband was far on the wild-raging sea.
Where's the snow
That fell the year that's fled—where's the snow?
"That 's eight times to-day that you 've kissed me before."
"Then here goes another," says he, "to make sure,
For there 's luck in odd numbers," says Rory O'More.
"Then here goes another," says he, "to make sure,
For there's luck in odd numbers," says Rory O'More.
A baby was sleeping,
Its mother was weeping.
Come live in my heart and pay no rent.
There was a place in childhood that I remember well,
And there a voice of sweetest tone bright fairy tales did tell.
Sure my love is all crost
Like a bud in the frost
And there's no use at all in my going to bed,
For 't is dhrames and not slape that comes into my head!