The keen of the South of Ireland: as illustrative of Irish political and domestic history, manners, music, and superstitions / Collected, edited, and chiefly translated by T. Crofton Croker.

  • Croker, Thomas Crofton, 1798-1854.
Date:
1844
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Credit: The keen of the South of Ireland: as illustrative of Irish political and domestic history, manners, music, and superstitions / Collected, edited, and chiefly translated by T. Crofton Croker. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    al morning sun: no more will the print of your foot- steps be seen in the morning dew, on the moun- tains of Ivera, where you have so often hunted the fox and the hare, ever foremost amongst young men. Cold and silent is now thy bed. ‘““My sunshine you were. I loved you better than the sun itself; and when I see the sun going down in the west, I think of my boy and of my black night of sorrow. Like the rising sun, he had a red glow on hischeek. He wasas bright as the sun at midday; but a dark storm came on, and my sunshine was lost to me for ever. My sun- shine will never again come back. No! My boy cannot return. Cold and silent is his bed. “* Life-blood of my heart—for the sake of my boy I cared only for this world. He was brave ; he was generous ; he was noble-minded ; he was beloved by rich and poor; he was clean-skinned. But why should I tell what every one knows? why should I now go back to what never ean be more ? He who was everything to me is dead. He is gone for ever; he will return no more. Cold and silent is his repose.” I have been thus far extremely minute and cir- cumstantial in my account, because, having men- -