| Padraic Colum (1881–1972). Anthology of Irish Verse. 1922. |
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| 99. Righteous Anger |
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| By James Stephens (From the Irish of David O’Bruaidar) |
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| THE lanky hank of a she in the inn over there | |
| Nearly killed me for asking the loan of a glass of beer: | |
| May the devil grip the whey-faced slut by the hair, | |
| And beat bad manners out of her skin for a year. | |
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| That parboiled imp, with the hardest jaw you will see | 5 |
| On virtue’s path, and a voice that would rasp the dead, | |
| Came roaring and raging the minute she looked on me, | |
| And threw me out of the house on the back of my head! | |
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| If I asked her master he’d give me a cask a day; | |
| But she, with the beer at hand, not a gill would arrange! | 10 |
| May she marry a ghost and bear him a kitten, and may | |
| The High King of Glory permit her to get the mange. | |
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