And that Jim gallivantin’ the night?”
“Yer’, Old Man, but the head of him’s young;
And the chubby gossoon with the dart
Have the wits of him straightened and strung
To the tune of the song in the heart,
With the lilt of it there on the tongue.”
“Moryah—
And bad luck from the song in the heart!”
“ ’Tis that Casey girl now have him caught,
And her mother out baking the bread;