The word went round each house and hearth. The wine sinks, the pot houses of the port all were informed. Housewives standing about at the bakers, shared the word with maids. Children added it to their games. Amongst the mules and horses of the great port.The tidings where shared. However as usual, the beasts kept their counsel. The intelligence reached even the loneliest and meanest shepherd boys on the sea of grass.
The Wild Irish were going to Lima, they were going to meet with the Viceroy!
Outside the house of the O Neill there were often a groups of people. Hawkers, and idlers. People coming to do business with the O Neill, sell him a prize mare, or petticoats for his maids and daughter. Others sort introduction to a prince of the Earth. They sort to break bread, and fill there cups with him. Some fancied that they make make a match between the prince and their daughters. A title even an Irish one. Even one to lands, which where lost to heretic swords, was still coveted.
The Wild Irish were going to Lima, they were going to meet with the Viceroy!
Outside the house of the O Neill there were often a groups of people. Hawkers, and idlers. People coming to do business with the O Neill, sell him a prize mare, or petticoats for his maids and daughter. Others sort introduction to a prince of the Earth. They sort to break bread, and fill there cups with him. Some fancied that they make make a match between the prince and their daughters. A title even an Irish one. Even one to lands, which where lost to heretic swords, was still coveted.
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