School: Castleblayney (2) (roll number 10649)

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1. Local Poets (continued)

   

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   Here Lurganearly lowly bends
   To kiss thy margin fair
   And Altnamackin stoopeth down
   The envied kiss to share
   While Skeriff coyly lives behind
   The hills of Ballinare
   And Skerrymore, like a knight of yore
   Stands guarding night and day.

   
   O, Burns! had you been here an hour
   Some lovely day in June
   For to describe this vale of Fane
   As you described the Doon
   These lovely winding banks and braes
   In cottaged fields the swain
   The hum of labour blending
   With the murmur of the Fane.

   
   'Tis lovely when the morning dawn,
   First bids the night give way
   And lovelier still at noontide
   'Neath the sun's meridian ray
   And then again at evening
   Its beauty does not wane
   When little hills like sleeping kings
   Sit round the slopes of Fane

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Leanor Hughes

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Annyart, Co. Monaghan