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1. A Song about the Ould Plaid Shawl

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   Not far from old Kinvara in the merry month of May,
   When birds were singing cheerily there came across my way,
   As if from the skies above an angel chanced to fall,
   A little Irish colleen in an ould plaid shawl,
   She tripped along quite joyously, a basket on her arm,
   And oh! her face and o'er her grace the soul of saint would charm,
   Her brown hair rippled o'er her brow but greatest charm of all,
   With her modest blue eyes beaming 'neath her oul plaid shawl.
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   I courteously saluted her, "God save you Miss" says I,
   "God save you kindly Sir," said she and shyly passed me by,
   Off went my heart along with her, a captive in her thrall,
   Imprisoned in the corner of her ould plaid shawl.
   Enchanted by her beauty rare, I gazed in pure delight,
   'Till around an angle in the road she vanished from my sight.

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Mary Anne Killeen

   Inscne

   Baineann

   Aois

   14

   Gairm bheatha

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

   Seoladh

   Rathpeak, Co. Ros Comáin