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<h2 id="KITTY_OTOOLE">KITTY O'TOOLE.</h2> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> Och! a charmin' young cratur' was Kitty O'Toole, The lily ov shwate Tipperary; Wid a voice like a thrish, and wid cheeks like a rose, An' a figger as nate as a fairy! Oi saw her wan noight—och! she look'd loike a quane In the glory ov shwate wan an' twinty— As she sat wid McGinty's big arm round her waisht, Och! how I invied McGinty! </div> <div class="stanza"> Six months afther that, in the shwate summer days, The boys an' the girls wor' invoited By Micky O'Toole, ov the cabin beyant, To see Kate an' McGinty unoited; An' whin in the church they wor' made into wan, An' the priesht gave thim blissin's in plinty, An' Kitty look'd shwater than iver before— Och! how I invied McGinty! </div> <div class="stanza"> But the years have gone by, an' McGinty is dead! Och! me heart was all broke up wid pity To see her so lonely, an' mournful, an' sad, An' I wint an' got married to Kitty! But now, whin I look where McGinty is laid, Wid a shtone o'er his head cowld an' flinty— As he lies there so peaceful, an' quoiet, an' shtill— Och! how I invy McGinty. </div> <div class="stanza"> W. L. Lumley. </div> </div> <hr class="chap" /> [10] <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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