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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=366004" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Wedding of Jenny McGill</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There were red roses, and white roses<br>At the wedding of Jenny McGill, <br>For she was a Roman Catholic, <br>And he of the other ilk, <br>But the priest had refused the Catholic Church<br>In the way that it was, back then, <br>For she was a Roman Catholic, <br>And he Presbyterian.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But her love had bloomed like a red, red rose<br>And his love had bloomed as well, <br>For love is the great uniting force<br>Of the Lord, this side of hell.<br>So she baked the bread with her loving hands<br>And he broke the bread with his, <br>The love shone out of his Protestant eyes<br>At the thought of wedded bliss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now she'd been raised in West Belfast<br>And he on the Shankill Road, <br>They were never supposed to fall in love<br>Like this, so they'd been told, <br>For the Orange Lord is an English Lord<br>And shunned, in the Irish way, <br>While the Lord of the Green is an Irish Lord, <br>So said the I.R.A.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They warned her once, they warned her twice<br>This wedding could never be, <br>For he was a Presbyterian<br>This John McGonachy, <br>And children had to be brought up right, <br>Believe in the Catholic scene, <br>And fight to unite dear Ireland<br>For St. Patrick and the Green.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">McGonachy was told as well, <br>No good would come of this, <br>For he was a Presbyterian<br>And Jenny a Catholic.<br>His parents threatened to cut him off, <br>His friends just said: 'We'll see! '<br>He even got a visit at work<br>From the uniformed R.U.C.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But love should break down barriers, <br>And love should reign supreme, <br>They looked for a church to wed them both, <br>The Presbyterian.<br>She looked a picture when down the aisle<br>She walked, like an Angel queen, <br>He wore an Orange buttonhole, <br>And she a spray of Green.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The vicar read the service as<br>They gazed in each other's eyes, <br>Her love had bloomed as a red, red rose, <br>And his as a white surprise, <br>They made their vows so tenderly<br>Her dress, so white, so pale, <br>And then 'twas time to kiss the bride, <br>She lifted up her veil.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stained glass window by the nave<br>That showed our Lord in grace, <br>Had lost some of the coloured glass<br>Around the Saviour's face, <br>Two shots rang out, and then two more, <br>The air was very still, <br>When red, red roses bloomed once more<br>On the dress of Jenny McGill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lovers died in each other's arms<br>And love died too, that day, <br>They carried them out of the chapel door<br>As some others turned to pray, <br>And some prayed to the Orange Lord<br>And some to the Green Lord still, <br>The Lord in the stained glass window wept<br>At the wedding of Jenny McGill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They buried her down in a Catholic row, <br>And him by the Shankill Road, <br>Even in death they'd be kept apart<br>By the Green and the Orange code.<br>But the Lord is love, and he lifted them up<br>To a dwelling all white and cream, <br>Where the roses bloom in the wintertime, <br>And there's neither Orange nor Green.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">27 July 2008</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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At the wedding of Jenny McGill, 
For she was a Roman Catholic, 
And he of the other ilk, 
But the priest had refused the Catholic Church
In the way that it was, back then, 
For she was a Roman Catholic, 
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