A Broadside: No. 12 Second Year
Title
A Broadside: No. 12 Second Year
Subject
Ireland
Dun Emer Press
Cuala Press
A Broadside
Irish Literary Revival
The Gaelic Revival
Description
PUBLISHED MONTHLY BY E. C. YEATS AT THE CUALA PRESS, CHURCHTOWN, DUNDRUM, COUNTY DUBLIN. SUBSCRIPTION TWELVE SHILLINGS A YEAR POST FREE.
300 copies.
300 copies.
The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "THEODORE THE PIRATE". Signed Jack B. Yeats.
Creator
E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
Publisher
Cuala Press
Date
May, 1910
Text
THE PRESS-GANG
Here's the tender coming,
Pressing all the men;
O' dear Honey,
What shall we do then?
Here's the tender coming,
Off at Shields Bar,
Here's the tender coming,
Full of men of war.
Here's the tender coming,
Stealing of my dear;
O, dear honey,
They'll ship you out of here.
They'll ship you foreign,
For that is what it means.
Here's the tender coming,
Full of red marines.
GALWAY RACES
It's there you'll see confectioners with sugar sticks and dainties,
The lozenges and oranges, lemonade and the raisins;
The gingerbread and spices to accomodate the ladies,
And a big crubeen for threepence to be picking while you're able.
It's there you'll see the gamblers, the thimbles and the garters,
And the sporting Wheel of Fortune with the four and twenty quarters.
There was others without scruple pelting wattles at poor Maggy,
And her father well centered and he looking as his daughter.
It's there you'll see the pipers and the fiddlers competing,
And the nimble-footed dancers and they tripping on the daisies.
There was others crying segars and lights, and bills of all the races,
With the colour of the jockeys, the prize and horses ages.
It's there you'd see the jockeys and they mounted on most stately,
The pink and blue, the red and green, the Emblem of our nation.
When the bell was rung for starting, the horses seemed impatient,
Though they never stood on ground, their speed was so amazing.
There was half a million people of all denominations,
The Catholic, the Protestant, the Jew and Prespertarian.
There was yet no animosity, no matter what persuasion,
But failte and hospitality inducing fresh acquaintance.
Here's the tender coming,
Pressing all the men;
O' dear Honey,
What shall we do then?
Here's the tender coming,
Off at Shields Bar,
Here's the tender coming,
Full of men of war.
Here's the tender coming,
Stealing of my dear;
O, dear honey,
They'll ship you out of here.
They'll ship you foreign,
For that is what it means.
Here's the tender coming,
Full of red marines.
GALWAY RACES
It's there you'll see confectioners with sugar sticks and dainties,
The lozenges and oranges, lemonade and the raisins;
The gingerbread and spices to accomodate the ladies,
And a big crubeen for threepence to be picking while you're able.
It's there you'll see the gamblers, the thimbles and the garters,
And the sporting Wheel of Fortune with the four and twenty quarters.
There was others without scruple pelting wattles at poor Maggy,
And her father well centered and he looking as his daughter.
It's there you'll see the pipers and the fiddlers competing,
And the nimble-footed dancers and they tripping on the daisies.
There was others crying segars and lights, and bills of all the races,
With the colour of the jockeys, the prize and horses ages.
It's there you'd see the jockeys and they mounted on most stately,
The pink and blue, the red and green, the Emblem of our nation.
When the bell was rung for starting, the horses seemed impatient,
Though they never stood on ground, their speed was so amazing.
There was half a million people of all denominations,
The Catholic, the Protestant, the Jew and Prespertarian.
There was yet no animosity, no matter what persuasion,
But failte and hospitality inducing fresh acquaintance.
Original Format
Broadside
Files
Collection
Citation
E. C. Yeats and Jack B. Yeats, “A Broadside: No. 12 Second Year,” Linda Lear Center Digital Collections and Exhibitions, accessed November 21, 2024, https://lc-digital.conncoll.edu/items/show/1370.