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Given by O'Rourke a powerful chieftain of Ulster in the reign of Queen Elizabeth previously to his making a visit to her court A song was composed upon the tradition of the feast the fame of which having reached Swift he was supplied with a literal version from which he executed the following very spirited translation	A
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TRANSLATED ALMOST LITERALLY OUT OF THE ORIGINAL IRISH	B
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O'ROURKE'S noble fare	C
Will ne'er be forgot	D
By those who were there	C
Or those who were not	D
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His revels to keep	E
We sup and we dine	F
On seven score sheep	E
Fat bullocks and swine	F
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Usquebaugh to our feast	G
In pails was brought up	H
A hundred at least	G
And a madder our cup	H
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O there is the sport	I
We rise with the light	J
In disorderly sort	I
From snoring all night	J
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O how was I trick'd	K
My pipe it was broke	L
My pocket was pick'd	K
I lost my new cloak	L
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I'm rifled quoth Nell	M
Of mantle and kercher	N
Why then fare them well	M
The de'el take the searcher	N
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Come harper strike up	H
But first by your favour	N
Boy give us a cup	H
Ah this hath some savour	N
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O'Rourke's jolly boys	O
Ne'er dreamt of the matter	N
Till roused by the noise	O
And musical clatter	N
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They bounce from their nest	P
No longer will tarry	N
They rise ready drest	P
Without one Ave Mary	N
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They dance in a round	P
Cutting capers and ramping	Q
A mercy the ground	P
Did not burst with their stamping	Q
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The floor is all wet	P
With leaps and with jumps	R
While the water and sweat	P
Splish splash in their pumps	R
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Bless you late and early	N
Laughlin O'Enagin	F
But my hand you dance rarely	N
Margery Grinagin	F
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Bring straw for our bed	P
Shake it down to the feet	P
Then over us spread	P
The winnowing sheet	P
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To show I don't flinch	S
Fill the bowl up again	F
Then give us a pinch	S
Of your sneezing a Yean	F
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Good lord what a sight	P
After all their good cheer	N
For people to fight	P
In the midst of their beer	N
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They rise from their feast	P
And hot are their brains	T
A cubit at least	P
The length of their skeans	T
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What stabs and what cuts	T
What clattering of sticks	T
What strokes on the guts	T
What bastings and kicks	T
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With cudgels of oak	L
Well harden'd in flame	U
A hundred heads broke	L
A hundred struck lame	U
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You churl I'll maintain	F
My father built Lusk	V
The castle of Slane	F
And Carrick Drumrusk	V
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The Earl of Kildare	N
And Moynalta his brother	N
As great as they are	N
I was nurst by their mother	N
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Ask that of old madam	W
She'll tell you who's who	X
As far up as Adam	W
She knows it is true	X
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Come down with that beam	Y
If cudgels are scarce	T
A blow on the weam	Y
Or a kick on the a se	T

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