Scoil: Doire na Cathrach, Dúnmaonmhuighe (uimhir rolla 13543)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. An Old Song Composed by an Old Irish Poet (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   He's a college bred man that was never at school,
   Drawing weeds on his back from the seashore.

   10. It was by it he mustered the price of the loom,
   And the scraps of the frize he would lie until noon,
   Until he got twenty - one tickets for soup,
   And then he became a good Statesman.

   11. There was Luter and Calvan and all their cursed breed,
   By some evil misfortune they fell from our Creed,
   Like Sir William Russel and Betty the Queen,
   That bursted three coffins when waking.

   12. When the blind leads the blind, you may all believe 'tis true,
   'Tis into a pit they will tumble full soon,
   Where they will remain 'till the days of their doom
   Like thousands in dreadful damnations.

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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   Mary T. Hurley

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   Doirín na Cathrach, Co. Chorcaí

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   Mr Cornelius Murphy

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   Cúil Sneachtaigh, Co. Chorcaí