School: An Mhainistir, Móin Rátha (roll number 14243)

Location:
Mountrath, Co. Laois
Teacher:
Br Columban Ó Cróinín
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0833, Page 326

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    Hail dear brute, be still and slumber...

    Poem by John Keegan (Taken down from manuscript) - The first part of poem was torn out and a few words [?] and there were difficult to decipher: C.M.C.
    Hail dear brute, be still and slumber
    Yeos and peelers guard thy bed
    Blood - and curses without number
    Hover redly round thy head.
    Sleep my sweet one, dinner's dressing
    The best the nation can provide
    Splendid houses, coaches, messing,
    All by law your well supplied.
    Think not, mid thy golden dreaming
    On the poor man's misery
    His wife's shrieks, his children screaming
    Or his heart's keen agony
    Dream not of yeomen rushing
    By the Fergus Crimson tide,
    Dream not of the life - blood gushing
    From the murdered peasant's side.
    On Archdeacon Whitty think not
    Mid thy dreams of glee, and bliss
    From just retribution shrink not
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
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