School: Tigh Molaga (C.) (roll number 12457)

Location:
Timoleague, Co. Cork
Teacher:
Máire, Bean Uí Shíthigh
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  1. Songs (continued)

    I wandered forth at night alone

    (continued from previous page)
    I turned away as towards my grave.
    And, all my dark way homeward by the Atlantic's
    verge.
    Resounded in mine ears like to a dirge
    The roaring of the wave

    In Timoleague's old ancient pile
    By Courtmacsherry's placid bay.
    A monk sat in a belltower.
    While down sank the sun one Summer's day.
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    2. objects
      1. man-made structures
        1. historical and commemorative structures (~6,794)
    Language
    English
    Collector
    Peig Ní Mhuirthille
    Gender
    Female