School: Droim Seanbhó Thuaidh
- Location:
- Drumshanbo North, Co. Leitrim
- Teacher: (name not given)
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 1127, Page 086
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- (continued from previous page)be found in parts of it.
- 1. From the U.S.A. this Christmas day,
Dear friend a note to thee,
In simple rhymes recalling times,
When we were young and free,
Mid singing brooks and dingling nooks,
In memory treasured still,
Where first a child I carolled wild,
Around Drumshanbo Hill.
2. My thoughts now fly to scenes gone by,
In Erin o'er the sea;
Where Patriarchs taught and true
Men fought for human liberty;
Where fenians bold were oft enrolled,
And nightly got their drill
Mid the silent shades and lovely
Glades around Drumshanbo Hill.
3. Full vividly I seem to see old friends
We'll ne'er see no more,
When fiddler's tune and piper's croon,
Spurred dancers on the floor,
The golden fields the spinning reels
The scutchers and the kiln,
Made labour joy for boy and girl
Around Drumshanbo Hill.
4. By Annagh's side a crystal tide in
Musing wavelets roll
Through flowery vales where banshee
Wails for some departing soul.
In Gubnastuckawne the Leprechaun his
Crocks of gold may fill.(continues on next page)
