School: Clochar na Toirbhirte, Lios Mór
- Location:
- Lios Mór, Co. Phort Láirge
- Teacher: An tSr M. Cárthach
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0636, Page 61
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- I
One day as I chanced to go roaming,
It being in the sweet month of May,
I chanced for to meet a sweet fair maid,
And she making her way to the fair,
Her cheeks were as red as the roses,
Her skin like the fallen snow,
Her limbs were made in proportion.
And I felt for her going alone.II
And I felt for her going alone,
I quickly approached this young fair maid,
And I asked her to where she belonged,
I asked her was she from Dungarvan,
Or where was her native home,
” Oh I belong to Lismore Sir”,
Some turkeys I have for sale,
And I am making my way to Dungarvan,
For this is the market day.III
I asked her did she want a driver,
As her donkey was going so slow,
And you will be in time for the market,
And your turkeys will be well sold,(continues on next page)
- Collector
- Mary Scanlan
- Gender
- Female
- Address
- Lios Mór, Co. Phort Láirge
- Informant
- Mrs M. Scanlan
- Relation
- Parent
- Gender
- Female
- Address
- Lios Mór, Co. Phort Láirge
