William Allingham, The Winding Banks of Erne (c/1850)
“ Adieu, my dear companions on the winding banks of Erne! Now measure from the Commons down to each end of the Purt, From the Red Barn to the Abbey, I wish no one any hurt; Search through the streets, and down the Mall and out to Portnasun, If any foes of mine be there, I pardon every one: I hope that man and womankind will do the same by me, For my heart is sore and heavy at voyaging the sea. My loving friends I'll bear in mind, and often fondly turn, To think of Ballyshannon, and the winding banks of Erne. ”
