He lost her, that he desired,
A love that was not to be,
Her… she married another,
That she loved more, though she loved he.
The night before her wedding,
To elope with her he did plead,
But she loved McGovern more than he
And she would not do the deed.
It broke his heart, her wedding,
Handkerchief shredded in his hand
When for the speeches, toasts and photographs
At her wedding he had to stand..
In time he woo’ed her sister,
Only to be thwarted by fate
Civil war, a bullet to the chest
Martyr for the Free State.