Scoil: Páirc an Iarla (uimhir rolla 9303)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. The March to Kinsale

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   Rose Colleran, Rathpeak, Ballinasloe, Co. Roscommon.
   Age 18 years
   Farmer's daughter.

   1
   O'er many a river bridged with ice,
   Through many a vale with snow-drifts dumb,
   Past quaking fen and precipice
   The Princes of the North are come:
   Lo these are they that year by year
   Roll'd back the tide of England's war;
   Rejoice, Kinsale; thy help is near
   That wonderous winter march is o'er,
   And thus they sang: " Tomorrow morn
   Our eyes shall rest upon the foe;
   Roll on, swift night in silence borne,
   And blow, thou breeze of sunrise, blow:"
   2
   Blithe as a boy on march'd the host,
   With droning pipe and clear-voiced harp;
   At last above that southern coast
   Rang out their steed's whinny sharp;
   And up the sea-salt slopes they wound,
   And airs once more of ocean quaffed,
   Those frosty woods, the blue waves bound,

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   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Rose Colleran

   Inscne

   Baineann

   Aois

   18

   Gairm bheatha

   Farmer's daughter (Léirítear teidil na ngairmeacha i mBailiúchán na Scol sa bhunteanga inar cláraíodh iad)

   Seoladh

   Rathpeak, Co. Ros Comáin