The fellow’s lying; that the dog alone
(Enough for him!) has kissed the Blarney Stone!
IV.
When some fine lady—ready to defame
An absent beauty, with as sweet a grace—
With seeming rapture greets a hated name,
And lauds her rival to her wondering face,
E’en Charity herself must freely own
Some women, too, have kissed the Blarney Stone!
V.