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 Is the neatest -pho]sterer eer was fo, . With his Jill, sing Jack, sing Biblie what. Then Norah( dear Norah, tell me, ff you ple, Wh four little chubby-cek ras, am lh T little gosns, with their locks 1  black-- They am me, Pat, by Providence sent do you Oh botheration, ys Pat, but that don' hb m, For if Providence minds o  le to your 8urn h'11 never fort   the for i Wi his Jill, sing Jack, ing Biblie whack. 0h Norah, when I've en pon the lt  y St. Patrick, you've en a big tmit to me; May whkey ne me r I'm  t ; For if Providen oples my b with brat While I'm iling over live mn d spr, Mr. Deputy Pmvin never will d 8o o him d O Nick I'll ki babes  yo Sing Jill, sl Jack, sing Bib whac OH  I B'D A  AD. ' WitMn t le dwel a'. 0 when I bmath'd a 1 To Efin's v  mountns bl, Where n'd by ho my men flew In life' unc, Tho'.on e bray de I lten'd to ths i wind, . What fette d rain ths  at mv'd on fan's wing She bore me o t wobble bow'r, Where oft I pa'd the twilht ho, Where fit I felt !ove's filling w'r, From Kateen's ing eye:  Again I watch'd her  bre; , Hzr k y'd llp n w

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