Knockgrafton,
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There was once a poor man who lived in the fertile glen of Aherlow
at the foot of Galtee mountains
he had a hump on his back: seems like it has been been rolled up on his poor little shoulders
bridge
"Lusmore Lusmore!
Doubt not, nor despair,
For the hump which you bear
On your back will be no more;
Look down on the floor,
And you'll see it, poor Lusmore!"
Be patient my friend!
pre
"One evening he was returning from the pretty town of Cahir towards Cappagh, and as little Lusmore
walked very slowly, on account of the great hump upon his back, it was quite dark when he came to
the old moat of Knockgrafton"
There rose a wild strain of unearthly melody
upon the ears of little Lusmore
he never heard it before, such ravishing music oh no! and he added some verses too
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"Lusmore Lusmore!
Doubt not, nor deplore,
For the hump which you bore
On your back is no more;
Look down on the floor,
And view it, Lusmore!"
the gift that you deserve
pre
"When these words were said, poor little Lusmore felt himself so light, and so happy, that he thought he
could have bounded at one jump over the moon, like the cow in the history of the cat and the fiddle ;
and he saw, with inexpressible pleasure, his hump tumble down upon the ground"
chorus
At the foot of the moat of Knockgrafton, the fairies did turn him into a normal man
the magic within the forest arose
Then all the people awaiting the magic they saw, all of them praising the fairies to step on their door
Hey, diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped up over the moon.
And your disgrace has fallen soon
Rising in clouded majesty at length
Apparent Queen, unveil'd her light
And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw: the shining moon
bridge
"Lusmore Lusmore!
Doubt not, nor deplore,
For the hump which you bore
On your back is no more;
Look down on the floor,
And view it, Lusmore!"
the gift that you deserve
pre
"Glorious to behold was the sight that burst upon him as he came down through the moat to the sweetest music,
that kept time to his motion. The greatest honour was then paid him, for he was put above all the musicians to
his heart's content, and a hearty welcome to all"
chorus
At the foot of the moat of Knockgrafton, the fairies did turn him into a normal man
the magic within the forest arose
Then all the people awaiting the magic they saw, all of them praising the fairies to step on their door
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