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Gimblet eye-sausage nose,- Pat so sly-ogle throws,- Leering, tittering jeering, frittering,
 * Sweet widow Leary!

All the sweet faces at Limerick races, &c.

When Pat had thus his fortune made,
 * He press'd the lips of Mrs. Leary,

And mounting straight a large cockade,
 * In Captains' boots struts Paddy Carey!

He grateful prais'd her shape, her back,
 * To others, like a dromedary;

Her eyes, that seem'd their strings to crack,
 * Were Cupid's darts to Captain Carey.

Nate and sweet--no alloy- All complete love and joy,
 * Ranting, roaring, soft adoring,
 * Dear widow Leary!

All the sweet faces at Lim'rick races,
 * From Mullinavat to Magherafelt,
 * At Paddy's promotion sigh and melt.

The sowls all cry, as the groom struts by, Och! cushlamachree, thou art lost to me!
 * The jolly boy! the darling boy!
 * The ladies' toy! the widow's joy!

Long sword girted, neat short-skirted, Head cropt, whiskers chopp'd,