berrin

It is in the old "berrin'-groun '" that her mother lies, -- indeed, she was the last person buried in it; and it is here that the child loves to linger and dream the sweet, sad, purposeless dreams of childhood.

Melody : the Story of a Child Laura Elizabeth Howe Richards 1896

_Here's a safe journey and a dacint berrin 'to us both. _'

Adrift in the Ice-Fields Charles W. Hall

Well, I soon came to the bounds 'ditch between the farm and the _berrin_ ground of the _ould_ church.

The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction Volume 13, No. 352, January 17, 1829 Various

It's a long stretch of a hill from the _berrin_ ground down to the road; but you'd think I wasn't longer getting down than whilst you'd be saying "Jack Robinson."

The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction Volume 13, No. 352, January 17, 1829 Various

She sent for me, and I sarched the farm; but while I was at it, seems as if she sensed where he was, and she went straight to the berrin-ground, and he was layin on your mother's grave, peaceful as if he'd just laid down a spell to rest him.

Rosin the Beau Laura Elizabeth Howe Richards 1896

` Jim Sulivan, 'says she, ` it's in your dacent coffin you should be, you unforthunate sperit,' says she; ` what is it's annoyin 'your sowl, in the wide world, at all?' says she; ` hadn't you everything complate? 'says she, ` the oil, an' the wake, an 'the berrin'? 'says she.

The Purcell Papers, Volume III 1880

'Jim Sulivan,' says she, 'it's in your dacent coffin you should be, you unforthunate sperit,' says she; 'what is it's annoyin' your sowl, in the wide world, at all? 'says she;' hadn't you everything complate? 'says she,' the oil, an 'the wake, an' the berrin '?' says she.

The Purcell Papers — Volume 3 Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu 1843

O'Donnells were, at all times -- in fair and market, dance, wake, and berrin, setting the country on fire.

The Ned M'Keown Stories Traits And Stories Of The Irish Peasantry, The Works of William Carleton, Volume Three William Carleton 1831

Several of our respective friends undertook to produce a friendly and oblivious potation between us -- it was at a berrin belonging to a corpse who was related to us both; and, certainly, in the beginning we were all as thick as whigged milk.

The Ned M'Keown Stories Traits And Stories Of The Irish Peasantry, The Works of William Carleton, Volume Three William Carleton 1831

"He did it for his own sake, of coorse," said Nancy, "bekase one wouldn't wish, if -- they had it at all, to see any one belonging to them worse off than another at their wake or berrin."

The Ned M'Keown Stories Traits And Stories Of The Irish Peasantry, The Works of William Carleton, Volume Three William Carleton 1831