A COLLECTION OF REMINISCENCES OF LIFE AND TRADE IN BUNCLODY IN EARLIER TIMES
By Lucy Wall-Murphy

The Streams of Bunclody

Fairdays in Bunclody

Blackberry-picking

The Moss-House
and the Bridge Meadow

The Island Hunt and
 Golf Links

The Sawdust Stoves

The Corpus Christi Procession

The Beauties of Bunclody

The Pathway around by Carrhill

Trades and occupations in
Irish Street

The Well in the Wood

Changes in Irish Street

The Streams of Bunclody

Were I at the Moss-House where the birds do increase
At the foot of Mount Leinster or some silent place
Near the streams of Bunclody where all pleasures do meet,
And all Id require is one kiss from you, sweet.

If I were a clerk and could write a good hand
I would write to my true love that she might understand;
I am a young fellow who is wounded in love;
I once lived in Bunclody but now must remove.

The reason my love slights me, as you may understand,
Shes got a freehold and I have no land;
She has great store of riches and a large sum of gold
And everything fitting a house to uphold.

So fare you well, father, and my mother adieu,
My sister and brother, farewell unto you.
I am bound for Amerikay my fortune to try;
When I think on Bunclody Im ready to die.

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