School: Gort Leitreach (roll number 15960)
- Location:
- Gortletteragh, Co. Leitrim
- Teacher: Seosamh Mac Cionnaith
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- (continued from previous page)To see how foemen reeled and ran,
Was balsam for an Irishman.
Besides the bard conjointly played
In thundering strains "The White Cockade."
And brilliant was Gilhenney's luck
Till he arrived at Ballinamuck.
Till, by reverse of fortune, there
He had to fly in wild despair.
O'er hill and valley, mead and moor,
His life not for a moment sure.
That night beneath a hedge he lay
Until it was approaching day.When, stepping forward at the dawn,
He met a man called Shuffling Shawn,
To whom he did communicate
His sore distress and helpless state
And that he did not break his fast
For eight and forty hours past.Shawn brought him to his cosy cot
And for him good refreshment got.
He pleased the refugee so well,
He did his whole adventures tell.
I have some money here to spare,
That you might take into your care.
Though all my lot may ill become(continues on next page)
