Appendices. Father Cuddy's Song

Father Cuddy'S Song

In The Legend Of Clough Na Cuddy.

Quam pulchra sunt ova,

Cum alba et nova

In stabulo scite leguntur;

Et Margery bells,

Quae festiva puella!

Pinguis lardi cum frustis coquuntur.
Ut belles in prato

Aprico et lato

Sub sole tam laete renident,

Ova tosta, in mensa

Mappa bene extensa,

Nitidissima lance consident.

Translation.

Oh! 'tis eggs are a treat,

When so white and so sweet

From under the manger they 're taken,

And by fair Margery,

Och! 'tis she's full of glee,

They are fried with fat rashers of bacon.
Just like daisies all spread

O'er a broad sunny mead,

In the sunbeams so beauteously shining,

Are fried eggs fair displayed

On a dish, when we've laid

The cloth and are thinking of dining.