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'A Token. So I send this little token With the heartiest good will Just to prove that I remember All who climb with me life's hill Just to prove that time can never Bonds of time sever That as years speed by we find They but more securely bind Ties of auld acquaintance still.
Verses transcribed by Maggie Corcoran on the subject of public houses:
'Bee Hive Public House
It's in this hive we're all alive Good liqueur makes us funny. If you be dry step in and try The flavour of our honey Your bees are asps, they sting like wasps Your liqueur is adulterated and anyone that resorts this house their misery is completed. '
Verse transcribed by M. Galvin, Hut 5, Tintown No. 3 Camp,
'Keep me in your memory I dare not ask for more We may not meet as we have met When prison life is o'er Your path and mine may be In future far apart Time may bring a change of scenes But not a change of heart.
'We meet again, the master and the student The one a sadder but a wiser man, the other still imprudent But age and youth, have one same thought That Erin's soul shall ne'er be bought. Soon may her Freedom's star arise And soon may be her foe's demise. Then you and I from fetters free Shall haste to Leix and Offaly. But we together shall come again As free, unfettered, unshackled men. And then we'll fill and quaff the glass That ours and Erin's dawn has come at last.'