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RORY O'MORE.                                      49
RORY O'MORE.
Young Rory O'Mare courted Kathaleen Bawn— He was bold as a hawk, and she soft as the dawn; He wished in his heart pretty Kathaleen to please, And he thought the best way to do that was to tease. "Now, Rory, be aisy," sweet Kathaleen would cry, Reproof on her lip, but the smile in her eye; " With your tricks, I don't know in truth what I'm about Faith, you've teased till I've put on my cloak inside out." "0 jewel," says Rory, "that same is the way You've thrated my heart for this many a day; And 'tis plazed that I am, and why not, to be sure ? For 'tis all for good luck," says bold Rory O'More.
"Indeed, then," says Kathaleen, "don't think of the like, For I half gave a promise to soothering Mike; The ground that I walk on he loves, I'll be bound." "Faith," says Rory, "I'd rather love you than the ground." "Now, Rory, I'll cry, if you don't let me go; Sure I dream every night that I'm hating you so." "Oh!" says Rory, "that same I'm delighted to hear, For dhrames always go by conthraries, ray dear; O jewel, keep dhraming that same till you die, And Morning will give dirty Night the black lie; And 'tis plazed that I am, and why not, to be sure ? Since 'tis all for good luck," says bold Rory O'More.
" Arrah, Kathaleen, my darling, you've teased me enough, And I've thrashed, for your sake, Dinny Grimes and Jim Duff; And I've made myself, drinking your health, quite a baste; So I think, after that, I may talk to the praste." Then Rory, the rogue, stole his arms round her neck— So soft and so white, without freckle or speck— And he looked in her eyes, that were beaming with light, And he kissed her sweet lips, don't you think he was right? "Now, Rory, leave off, sir! you'll hug me no more— 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. 5
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