This is a man has love to God,
Opening his hand to give out food;
Better a small house filled with wheat,
Than a big house that's bare of meat.
OLD FARMER. _Maisead_, long life to you, Raftery.
BLIND MAN. Are you there, boy?
BOY. I am.
BLIND MAN. I hear more wheels coming. Go out, and tell the
people Raftery will let no person come in here without a present for the
woman of the house.