Begor

"Begor," said the unabashed Jem, "if I was a Turk, or a Armaynian, I'd be allowed to ate my dinner."

My New Curate P.A. Sheehan

Begor! with yer cawn'ts an 'shawn'ts, an' chawnces, an 'the divil only knows what in the way of pronunciayshon, a dacint, hard-workin' gerl can't make out half what's said nowadays.

A Pirate of Parts Richard Neville

Begor, the next thing will be they'll want us to preach our sermons before them; and then this Master of

My New Curate P.A. Sheehan

"Begor, your reverence, ye did that little job nately," he cried, waking up.

My New Curate P.A. Sheehan

"Begor, I'm thinking you're thrying to put the comedher on me, you blagard, with your blarney," said Mrs. Deady with angry suspicion, drawing back and scrutinizing his face.

My New Curate P.A. Sheehan

Begor, you couldn't stick a pin between the people, they were so packed together.

My New Curate P.A. Sheehan

"Begor, we thought the priests couldn't do any wrong."

My New Curate P.A. Sheehan

"Begor, I suppose she'll be thinkin 'of marryin' herself now, and Jem hardly cowld in the clay."

My New Curate P.A. Sheehan

"Begor, Miss Fanny, she's as crabbed as a mule!" said her teacher approvingly.

All on the Irish Shore Irish Sketches Martin Ross 1903

"Begor, Masther Freddy, it's a wonder she's alive at all!" replied

All on the Irish Shore Irish Sketches Martin Ross 1903