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IV.

Now through the mazy figure flying,

With some (less active) partner vying,
And full of gig;

Now warm with exercise and pleasure,

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s At Limages not long ago the people used to dance round the choir of the church, which is under the invocation of their patron saint, and at the end of each psalm, instead of the "Gloria Patria," they sung as follows-" Saint Marcel, pray for us, and we will dance in honour of you!" GALLINI.

And laugh and fun, his soul was made,

And that he often danced and play'd

An Irish jig.

VI.

I think 'tis somewhere clearly proved

That some great royal prophet loved

A little gig;

And though with warrior fire he glow'd,

The prowess of his heel he shew'd

In many a jig!

VII.

Nay, somewhere too I know they tell

How a fair maiden danced so well,

With so much gig,

That (I can scarce believe the thing)

She won a saint's head from a king

For one short jig!

VIII.

But I (so little my ambition)

Will fairly own, in meek submission,

(And with some gig)

That for no HOLY head I burn;

One poor LAY heart would serve мy turn

For well danced jig.

IX.

Since then we know from "truths divine,"

That saints and patriarchs did incline

To fun and gig,

Why let us laugh and dance for ever,

And still support with best endeavour

THE IRISH JIG.

L

THE SWAN QUILL.

Το

FRAGMENT XXXVI.

I.

THE quill that now traces the thought of my heart, And speeds the soft wand'rer to thine,

From the pinion of love, by thy hand's erring dart, Was sever'd, and then became mine.t

"I aimed my fowling-piece," said the friend from whom I received the quill, "at some birds that floated on the lake; but its contents were unfortunately lodged in the breast of a swan

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