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Poetry
Lusmore's Tale (Part 2)
By MarjoryBanks
20 October 2006
The second and final instalment.  Based on "The Legend of Knockgrafton" - the tale has been dated back to at least 1679 in Ireland.
Comments welcome.


Madge


You’ve heard most of my tale sir,
Of Knockgrafton’s fairy choir,
I beg you take your chair sir,
Pull closer to the fire.

Hear the cruel winds howl sir,
Like banshees in the night,
Now hear of an impostor,
Who got what’s just and right.

There was another humpy-back,
From Decie’s country came,
Within the County Waterford,
On hearing of my fame.

His name it was Jack Madden,
A foul beast forsooth,
He’d always been a bad one,
A humpy, grumpy youth.

He vowed to follow in my tracks,
To have his hump removed,
So to Knockgrafton wandered Jack,
But fairies disapproved.

“Da Luan, Da Mort, Da Luan, Da Mort,
“Da Luan, Da Mort, Augus Da Cadine”

Thusly sang the fairy band,
As Jack sat on the mote,
He drew a breath and loudly sang,
Far out of time and note.

“Augus Da Cadine, Augus Da Hena!”

Just as with Lusmore, up he flew,
Into the fairies’ lair,
The King of Fairies ran to him,
And grabbed him by the hair!

“Jack Madden, Jack Madden,
You’ve always been a bad’un,
Your howling it would sadden,
Your mood will never gladden,
Within this hill you’re had in,
We’re going to make you sad in,
Here’s two humps for Jack Madden!”

Twenty of their number,
Brought over my old hump,
With this was Jack encumbered,
Then from the hill was dumped.

When they found Jack Madden,
He was dead upon the road,
His evil heart had broken,
Under his heavy load.

So heed this tale of caution,
Lest Fairies you should hear,
If you’ve a singing notion,
Make it tuneful, make it clear!

Oli (20/10/06)

Reviews

Written by Phil (6738 comments posted) 20th October 2006
Just read both your poems. Their delivery brings to mind stories in the oral tradition, which is where they probably come from in the first place. Probably a stupid comment then. 
 
I enjoyed them both. Strangely my favourite bit was well off story - the first two verses of this one. 
 
All the best, 
 
Phil.
From Cui Rhui's Lair...
Written by gerardconnolly (1186 comments posted) 21st October 2006
Inspiational piece, Madge. I have heard tell of Knockgrafton. A place Yer Man goes to after ten pints of Galway Treacle Plain. You been there yerself? 
 
Seriously. I am a sucker for this kind of thing and as always so well crafted.  
 
Slan!

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