Tales from the Old Mills

By Oldmills

Myles, with Thanks to The Oirish Times

I love Myles na gCopaleen, and Cruiskeen Lawn
He wrote this nearly 60 years ago, and pre-Pythoned the Montys.
"It is now 16 or 17 years since I saw the Queen of France, then the Dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision. I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere which she just began to move in; glittering like the morning star, full of life, and splendour, and joy.
The Plain People Of Ireland; Sure that wan went to the wall years ago, you must be mixin' her up with some other party.
Myself; For me the Queen of France never died.
The Plain People of Ireland; And if its above the horizon you seen her, thats fair enough, many's a man seen more than the Queen of France and him out in the boat fishin', coopers of stout and sandwiches, half fallin' out of the boat rotten fluthery-eyed drunk on porter and whiskey, sure is it any wonder you're seein' visions man? Sure Lord save us you'll be Napolean Boneypart himself next above in the Grange weedin' turnips.
Myself; I was at a wake the other night and every man jack was drunk- including the corpse.
The Plain People Of Ireland; O faith now never mind the wakes. many's a better man than you was happy enough at home be the fire with Knocknagow or a good American cowboy story, there's a very bad type of person goin' round now that wasn't known in our father's day."

If you've read this to the end, thank you.
If you havent, well, you can Kiss My Royal Irish Arse.

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