Ten minutes, and cute Father Shee you'd have seen,
Wid his shovel and crate, and his purty colleen.
And he says, "Colleen dhas, sure 'tis wicked to pass
The good things that's sent, though they're brought by an ass.
D'ye see them black diamonds? It's elegant coal—
Shovel up every lump, if you vally your soul!"