School: Gort Leitreach (roll number 15960)

Location:
Gortletteragh, Co. Leitrim
Teacher:
Seosamh Mac Cionnaith
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0214, Page 427

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  1. (continued from previous page)
    Pray let my parents have the sum.
    The money being such tempting stuff.
    Was freely taken sure enough.
    And when he started you must know,
    Shawn pointed out the road to go
    And told him where he might be sure
    To rest some days and pay secure.
    Gilhenny seemed well satisfied,
    And bid good morning to his guide.
    But, when he reached the distant place,
    A yoeman stared him in the face.
    And uttered out in tones severe,
    "Damn Papish dog what brought you here".
    A rebel you were in the past.
    But now your door is sealed at last.
    Bob Ferguson it is my name,
    And I don't think it sin or shame
    A Croppy dog like you to swing
    Who proved a traitor to his king.
    Gilheaney then spoke up and said
    "I see too late I am betrayed",
    Although your worst I do not fear,
    Curse on the man that sent me here.
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
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