justice; hinted at in camera, Coppinger’s doll, as she could beth her bothom dolours he’d have a hoig view ashwald, a glen of matrons and of the lassies, the tug of love and religion’s reform, (Chorus) And religious reform. Hideous in form. Arrah, why, says you, couldn’t he manage it? I’ll go bail, my fine dairyman darling.