School: Calry (roll number 10473)
- Location:
- Colgagh, Co. Sligo
- Teacher: Róisín Mhig Ualghairg
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“My dear native village, farewell to the day, when my young bosom bounded across the deep sea...”
(continued from previous page)Through the moss and green rushes I'd wander afar
And speak to my echoes from the rocks of Glencar.
And when deep melancholy overshadowed my mind
I'd play with the storm and sport with the wind.
But why do I mourn or speak so in vain
When I know I shall never see Erin again
While the daisies and cowslips united shall grow.
I'll love you dear Erin till death strikes me (you) low.