t. My great-grandfato Edmund Burke
In Grattans house.
t-grandfather shared
A pot-h once.
t-grandfatalked of music,
Drank tar-er he Bishop of e.
t mine saella once.
t?
t minds t ed higgery.
th. Burke was a hig.
t,
Goldsmit and the Bishop of e
All ed w is higgery?
A levelling, rancorous, rational sort of mind
t never looked out of t
Or out of drunkards eye.
th. Alls higgery now,
But the world.
t. Ameri ies, Ireland, Frand India
melody against it.
t he had seen,
Roads full of beggars, cattle in the fields,
But never sarefoil stained h blood,
t it.
tomb of S away.
third. A voice
Soft as tle of a reed from e
t gathunder-clap.
tb. schese four?
the roads
Mimig hey heard, as children mimic;
tood t wisdom es of beggary.
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