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Thread #77129   Message #2939600
Posted By: GUEST
04-Jul-10 - 11:37 AM
Thread Name: Origins: Castle of Dromore
Subject: Lyr Add: THE CASTLE OF DROMORE
According to the post cited above, "mo páiste veg asthore" means, literally, "little child, my treasure."

However, the lyrics given in that posting differ slightly from what I see in my facsimile edition of "Songs Sung and Unsung." In that edition, in the original typeset, the lyrics are set forth by Boulton as:
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October winds lament around the Castle of Dromore,
But peace is in her lofty halls, mo páiste veg asthore;
Though autumn leaves may droop and die, a bud of spring are you,
Sing hushabye lullaloo lo lan, sing hushaby lullaloo.

Bring no ill-winds to hinder us, my helpless babe and me,
Dread spirits of the Blackwater, Clan Eoghan's wild banshee;
For Holy Mary, pitying us, in heaven for grace doth sue;
Sing hushabye lullaloo lo lan, sing hushaby lullaloo.

Take time to thrive, my rose of hope, in the garden of Dromore;
Take heed, young eaglet, till your wings have feathers fit to soar.
A little rest, and then the world is full of work to do;
Sing hushabye lullaloo lo lan, sing hushaby lullaloo.
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