By Downpatrick Gaol I was bound to fair
On a day I´ll remember, feth,
For when I came to the prison square
The people were gathered in hundreds there,
And you wouldn´t hear stir nor breath!
For the sodgers were standin'
grim an' tall,
Round a scaffold built there fomenst the wall,
An´ a man stepped out for death!
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Sorry, don't mind me. The mention of Downpatrick always reminds me of that poem.
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