And you eat and you drink, and you fight all the year;
Ah! receive, then, to join in your milling delight,
The shade of Sir Daniel Donnelly, Knight,
With whom a turn-up is no frolic;
His is no white or cold liver,
For he beat O-liver,
Challenged Carter, and—died of the colic!”
“Sorrow is Dry.
“A PLAINTIVE BALLAD.
“When to Peggy Bauldie’s daughter first I told Sir Daniel’s death,