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GUEST,John Moulden Lyr Add: Banks of the Moy (Seamus O'Duffy) (30) Lyr Add: DAVITT'S LOVER'S LAMENT (Mary Ward) 04 Jan 13


The ballad sheet is transcribed below.

The sheet has no publication details but is contemporary with Davitt's imprisonment.

This is the text:

A new song on
DAVITT'S LOVER'S LAMENT
on his incarceration from the Banks of the Moy

by Mary Ward

One day as I went on my rambles from Swinford to sweet Ballina
I met a fair maid on my rambles whose name was Mary M'Gra
She sang on the wrongs of her own land and Davitt her true Irish boy,
That's now in the prison of Portland from the lovely green banks of the Moy.

This maiden was gone quite distracted for her lover being locked in his cell
Inside of the prison of Portland as Irishmen know it quite well
When Ireland called for assistance his time he did nobly employ
With his pike and his wife together from the lovely green banks of the Moy

I kindly stepped up to this fair maid as she then did walk all alone
And asked her the cause of her misery and why did she leave her own home
This maiden she kindly made answer, young Davitt's my true Irish boy
He's now in the prison of Portland from the lovely green banks of the Moy.

Fair maiden I know Michael Davitt he comes from the parish of Straid
In the year 67 my darling young Davitt was a green coated blade
He was a comrade this brave Michael Davitt his country he'll never deny
He's now in the prison of Portland from the lovely green banks of the Moy.

Don't talk upon sweet '67 there were true men and brave men you know,
There was young Peter Crawley from Kilcoody that died in Killdorney also.
He was drilled by my lover young Davitt in the the valleys and glens of Fermoy.
That's now in the prison of Portland from the lovely green banks of the Moy.

Old Ireland does mourn this hero, her patriot loyal and true
For the cause of old Ireland stood daring the landlords he thought to subdue
He spoke on the rights of his own land Davitt her true Irish boy
That's now in the prison of Portland from the lovely green green [sic] banks of the Moy.

And now to conclude and to finish I hope that the day will soon come,
When the landlords and cruel will bailiffs from the land of St. Patrick must run.
We'll unfold them our green and gold banner and spread o'er Erin's green isle
In respect for brave Michael Davitt from the lovely green banks of the Moy.

Source: Trinity College Dublin, Early Printed Books, John Davis White Collection (compiled most probably 1844-1883) Volume 3. Shelfmark 189t3 number 274 (now shelved at OLS-X-532)

The text was transcribed by Colin Neilands for his 1986 PhD thesis: Irish broadside ballads in their social and historical contexts (Queen's Univ, Belfast) Vol 2 pages 51-52. It has now been corrected from a jpg of the original which has little punctuation.


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