Scoil: Latsey

Ar an leathanach seo

1. On the Death of his Beloved Wife (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Where often times with arm in arm she by my side did stray;
   And oft when out on errands round sometimes returning late,
   Her slender form in ambush lay to me me at the gate.

   Oh cruel death, with iron grasp, you tore her from my side,
   But twelve short years have glided past since I made her my bride;
   But now she's laid in you cold grave while I'm left here to mourn,
   I go to her but she can ne'er back unto me return.

   The long grass yet waves o'er her head, long there shall she abide,
   But few and short will be the years till I'm laid by her side;
   Then please to think we yet shall meet on that "Celestial Shore"
   Join hands again in those "domains" where parting is no more.

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

   Stair Athraigh

2. Seugog Lake: A Midsummer Night's Dream

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   One night on Scugog's bank I lay, close by the pebbled shore

   Far from the land that gave me birth, the land I still adore;

   While musing there on by-gone years, in contemplation deep

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

   Stair Athraigh

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