Or in a wherry
Cross o'er the ferry
To Carrigaloe
On the other side;”
for it still rains, and Carrigaloe is upon our side, as a sign-board and the voice of the guard informs us: “Carrigaloe!”
We shall not have an opportunity of testing the reliability of the poet's promise that
“land or deck on,
You may surely reckon,
Whatever country
You come hither from,