cushla

They seem to whisper, "Darling boy, my love is all for you" cho: Oh, Molly, my Irish Molly, My sweet a cushla dear;

My Irish Molly-O 1998

There's bin no end a 'sbirros -- them's the pleecemen, you know miss -- scourin' the country after them; but don't look so scared-like, cushla, for they ain't found 'em yet, an 'that feller

The Pirate City An Algerine Tale 1859

"Ay, tug away, cushla!" said Rooney, as he moved after his friends,

Under the Waves Diving in Deep Waters Francis B. Pearson 1859

"Sure it's the same may be said of yoursilf, cushla!" replied Rooney, stuffing his child's mouth with sweet potato.

Under the Waves Diving in Deep Waters Francis B. Pearson 1859

What language has a phrase equal in beauty and tenderness to _cushla machree_ -- _pulse of my heart?

Phil Purcel, The Pig-Driver; The Geography Of An Irish Oath; The Lianhan Shee Traits And Stories Of The Irish Peasantry, The Works of William Carleton, Volume Three William Carleton 1831

"Pulse of my heart" (cushla machree), she said, kissing him, "you must have your innocent and loving wish."

Valentine M'Clutchy, The Irish Agent The Works of William Carleton, Volume Two William Carleton 1831

I would rather you would omit terms of honor, and just call me after the manner of your own country; instead, for instance, of calling me your ladyship, I would be better pleased if you called me cushla -- something -- '' Cushla machree, ma vourneen -- the pulse of my heart -- my darling, 'said Jack, consthering it (the thief) for her, for fraid she wouldn't know it well enough.

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

a good-humored smile through the frown that was on his face, 'plase your lady -- a cushla machree -- it's all over with me; for I've still the same story to tell, and off goes my head, as sure as it's on my shoulders, this blessed night.'

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

"You see I can't let ye in all be yer lone, cushla; for what would the neighbours say, you know!

Fighting the Flames 1859

"Ah! then, cushla, forgive me; I wint and forgot meself.

The Golden Dream Adventures in the Far West 1859