A Broadside: No. 12 Third Year
Title
A Broadside: No. 12 Third 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 only.
300 copies only.
The woodcut on page [3] has caption: "ROMANTIC SHADES". Signed by Jack B. Yeats.
Creator
E. C. Yeats
Jack B. Yeats
Padraic Colum
Publisher
Cuala Press
Date
May, 1911
Text
THE 'ADVENTURER'S OATHS' FROM THE CARDBOARD DRAMA OF ESMERALDA GRANDE
By the wind from Carricknagat,
By the light on the Blennick,
By shule-na-meala,
By Pooldthoya,
By Benbulben and Knocknarae,
By the Spanish Main,
By the Old Trade,
And the merchants of the Old Trade,
We swear to stand by
Captain Blackbeard the second,
In fair or in foul,
In smooth or in breakers,
Until our bones are white.
FELIX TOURNOUR'S SATIRE
(From 'Thomas Muskerry')
The Devil went out for a ramble at night,
Through the Poorhouse of Clooney to see every sight;
The old men were dreaming of meat to come near them:
'Twice a year we get meat' said the toothless old men
'O Lord send the meat won't be too tough again.
To clear away dishes Mick Fogarty goes,
May the Divil burn the nails off his toes.'
Deep dreaming that night of fast-days before,
Sagging the walls with the pull of his snore;
In his Chamber above Thomas Muskerry lay snug,
When the Devil this summons roared in his lug.
'Get up' said the Devil 'and swear you'll be true
And the oath of allegiance I'll tender anew,
You'll have pork, veal and lamb, mutton-chops, fowl and fish,
Cabbage and carrots and leeks as you wish;
No fast-days to you will make visitation,
For your sake the Town will have dispensation,
Long days you will have without envy or strife,
And when you depart you will find the same life,
And in the next world you'll have rule and sway,
With a Poorhouse to govern all your own way,
And I promise you this - to keep up your state
You'll have Felix Tournour to watch at the gate.'
Padraic Colum.
By the wind from Carricknagat,
By the light on the Blennick,
By shule-na-meala,
By Pooldthoya,
By Benbulben and Knocknarae,
By the Spanish Main,
By the Old Trade,
And the merchants of the Old Trade,
We swear to stand by
Captain Blackbeard the second,
In fair or in foul,
In smooth or in breakers,
Until our bones are white.
FELIX TOURNOUR'S SATIRE
(From 'Thomas Muskerry')
The Devil went out for a ramble at night,
Through the Poorhouse of Clooney to see every sight;
The old men were dreaming of meat to come near them:
'Twice a year we get meat' said the toothless old men
'O Lord send the meat won't be too tough again.
To clear away dishes Mick Fogarty goes,
May the Divil burn the nails off his toes.'
Deep dreaming that night of fast-days before,
Sagging the walls with the pull of his snore;
In his Chamber above Thomas Muskerry lay snug,
When the Devil this summons roared in his lug.
'Get up' said the Devil 'and swear you'll be true
And the oath of allegiance I'll tender anew,
You'll have pork, veal and lamb, mutton-chops, fowl and fish,
Cabbage and carrots and leeks as you wish;
No fast-days to you will make visitation,
For your sake the Town will have dispensation,
Long days you will have without envy or strife,
And when you depart you will find the same life,
And in the next world you'll have rule and sway,
With a Poorhouse to govern all your own way,
And I promise you this - to keep up your state
You'll have Felix Tournour to watch at the gate.'
Padraic Colum.
Original Format
Broadside
Files
Collection
Citation
E. C. Yeats, Jack B. Yeats, and Padraic Colum, “A Broadside: No. 12 Third Year,” Linda Lear Center Digital Collections and Exhibitions, accessed November 21, 2024, https://lc-digital.conncoll.edu/items/show/1382.