| J. C. Squire, ed. A Book of Womens Verse. 1921. | | | | The Grand Match | | By Moira ONeill (18641955) |
| | | DENNIS was hearty when Dennis was young, | |
| High was his step in the jig that he sprung, | |
| He had the looks an the sootherin tongue | |
| An he wanted a girl wid a fortune. | |
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| Nannie was grey-eyed an Nannie was tall, | 5 |
| Fair was the face hid inunder her shawl, | |
| Troth! an he liked her the best o them all | |
| But shed not a traneen to her fortune. | |
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| He be to look out for a likelier match, | |
| So he married a girl that was counted a catch, | 10 |
| An as ugly as need be, the dark little patch | |
| But that was a trifle, he told her. | |
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| She brought him her good-lookin gold to admire, | |
| She brought him her good-lookin cows to his byre, | |
| But far from good-lookin she sat by his fire | 15 |
| An paid him that thrifle he tould her. | |
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| He met pretty Nan when a month had gone by, | |
| An he thought, like a fool, to get round her hed try; | |
| Wid a smile on her lip an a spark in her eye, | |
| She said, How is the woman that owns ye? | 20 |
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| Och, never be tellin the life that he s led! | |
| Sure, many s the night that hell wish himself dead, | |
| For the sake of two eyes in a pretty girls head, | |
| An the tongue of the woman that owns him. | | | | |
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