It is the month of September in the year 1866 an English gentleman Edwin War who was traveling through the north of Ireland road home to his family I was at the Baleny station the other day when I saw a distressing scene a company of start young peasants were leaving by the train for Londonderry from where they were to take shipping for America The whole platform was crowded with their friends and relatives all simple rustic folk From hooray headed age leaning upon the staff to the unconscious infant crowing in his mather’s arms The parting scene was painfully tarting. Every eye was drowned in tears and wild unrestrained cries of affection as they embraced each other again and again moved even the porters to whom such scenes were familiar. As the train began to move slowly away 2 or 3 of those upon the platform clung screaming to the carriage stores until dragged away And amongst the wild out cry that rows who were left behind One poor woman fell back upon the seat against the wall wailing oh my darling my darling Whilst an old white headed man hard by dropped down on his knees with up lifted arms cried oh may the hand of bliss of god be about thee my own son
[00:25.54]It is the month of September [00:28.42]in the year 1866 [00:30.71]an English gentleman Edwin War [00:33.25]who was traveling through the north of Ireland [00:35.49]road home to his family [00:43.10]I was at the Baleny station the other day [00:45.85]when I saw a distressing scene [00:48.25]a company of start young peasants were leaving by the train for Londonderry [00:52.62]from where they were to take shipping for America [00:56.61]The whole platform was crowded with their friends and relatives [01:00.11]all simple rustic folk [01:02.15]From hooray headed age leaning upon the staff [01:05.09]to the unconscious infant crowing in his mather’s arms [01:09.27]The parting scene was painfully tarting. [01:32.98]Every eye was drowned in tears [01:35.78]and wild unrestrained cries of affection [01:38.82]as they embraced each other again and again [01:41.77]moved even the porters [01:43.66]to whom such scenes were familiar. [01:54.36]As the train began to move slowly away [01:57.25]2 or 3 of those upon the platform clung [01:59.35]screaming to the carriage stores [02:03.38]until dragged away [02:08.27]And amongst the wild out cry that rows who were left behind [02:13.17]One poor woman fell back [02:15.26]upon the seat against the wall [02:17.25]wailing [02:18.59]oh my darling my darling [02:21.78]Whilst an old white headed man hard by [02:24.47]dropped down on his knees [02:26.56]with up lifted arms cried [02:29.20]oh may the hand of bliss of god be about thee [02:33.73]my own son
