From The Elocutionist's Journal: A Repository of the Choicest Standard and Current Pieces for Readings and Declamation, No. 26, (New York: May, 1879), page 5:

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WINNIE'S WELCOME
Poem by Will Emmett

Well, Shamus, what brought ye? It's dead, sure, I thought ye.
What's kept ye this fortnight from calling on me?
Stop there! Don't be lyin'; it's no use denyin'.
I know you've been waitin' on Kitty Magee.

She's ould and she's homely; there's girls young and comely
Who've loved you much longer and better than she,
But, 'deed I'm not carin'; I'm glad I've no share in
The love of a boy who'd love Kitty Magee.

Away! I'm not cryin'; your charge I'm denyin'.
You're wrong to attribute such weakness to me.
If tears I am showin', I'd have ye be knowin'
They're shed out of pity for Kitty Magee.

For mane an' consated, wid pride overweighted,
Cold, heartless and brutal she'll find ye to be.
When ye she'll be gettin', she'll soon be regrettin'
She e'er changed her name from plain Kitty Magee.

What's that? Am I dhramin'? You've only been shammin',
Just thryin' to test the affection in me;
But you're the sly divil! There, now! Plase be civil.
Don't hug me to death; I'm not Kitty Magee.

Your kisses confuse me: well, I'll not refuse ye.
I know you'll be tindher and lovin' wid me.
To show my conthrition for doubts and suspicion,
I'll ax for first bridesmaid Miss Kitty Magee.