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School: Taobh Breac (roll number 15227)

Location:
Tievebrack, Co. Donegal
Teacher:
Donnchadh E. Mac Congáile
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 1098, Page 224

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  1. The Romance of Con Tinney (continued)

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    74. No need to tell with what delight
    The kindly neighbours [sic] throng
    To bid our hero welcome
    To his home in Sessiaghlong.
    75. Nor shall we dare describe the joys
    That followed for the twain,
    Such task is far beyond our skill
    The effort would be vain.
    76. Yet ere we “bid you all adieu!”
    A moral let’s essay –
    “He loves not well who for his love
    Would not the ransom pay.”
    77. Nor are they worthy of true love
    Who do not know its worth?
    Farewell! And may the years for all
    Who read this tale, both great and small,
    Joys unallayed bring forth.
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  2. The Wild Raparee

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    1. Oh green are the fields that are washed by the Finn
    And splendid the homes that the spoilers live in
    And rich are the crops in the valley, ah, me!
    But the heath is the home of the Wild Raparee.
    2. There are clouds like great mountains o’er Barnes tonight
    The hare seeks his den by the moon’s feeble light,
    And the wild heath of Gadragh is bleak as the sea
    Twill be lonely tonight for the Wild Raparee.
    3. Night thickens. The clouds o’er the canopy spread,
    The night owl springs up with a scream from her bed.
    The clouds point their lightnings. No shelter has he,
    God help the poor wanderer, the Wild Raparee.
    4. On the bleak heath alone where the winds fiercely howl,
    He creeps to his hiding among the wild fowl
    No cry greets his advent: their comrade is he,
    And they dream not of harm from the Wild Raparee
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    History Edit
    Language
    English
    Collector
    Donnachadh E. Mac Congáile
    Gender
    Male
    Occupation
    Múinteoir
    Informant
    James Mc Loughlin
    Gender
    Male
    Address
    Tievebrack, Co. Donegal