Scoil: Lisball

Ar an leathanach seo

1. My Little Jane (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   It was very soon for us to part.
   But God's decree all obey,
   And now farewell, You're at my heart,
   'Though silent ni the clay,
   And cruel sorrow bids me weep,
   Faith adn Hope say to refrain,
   For what was earth is but asleep
   And ni Heaven You'll meet your Jane.
   So now you pray to God on high.
   For me a sinful slave.
   And where your earthly form lie,
   I'll garnish o'er your grave.
   And there my love with all the grief,
   That my sad heart can contain.
   For ni this World there's no relief,
   Since you are abrent Jane.
   Yet still I cannot cease to weep,
   'Though all is past and o'er.
   You're ni your grave, so cold and deep,
   On earth we'll weep no more.
   Oh but God Will, it shall be done.
   Earthly things they are but vain,
   And a crown of glory you have won,
   Pray for me, my little Jane.

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   S. Doherty

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   Fireann

   Seoladh

   Lios Balla, Co. an Chabháin

   Faisnéiseoir

   James Tevlin

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   Fireann

   Gairm bheatha

   Poet (Léirítear teidil na ngairmeacha i mBailiúchán na Scol sa bhunteanga inar cláraíodh iad)