School: Aodh Rua, Dún na nGall (roll number 13382)

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1. Old Poems (continued)

   

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   and down with Papery
   For church and hall in spite of all
   will plant our orange tree.
   III
   We heard great word about the boys
   That came from Castlefin
   They swore they'd toss our chapel
   When ever they'd come in.
   But in the field they roared and squealed
   Like a pack of hungry hounds
   These orange troops, they longed for soup
   But dare not face they town.
   IV
   Tyrconaill cries around me boys
   around each hill and glen
   Bone really round to our town
   our rights for to defend
   From Lough Erin's shore to Barnesmore
   From lower to the mall
   and will let them see no tyranny
   Shall rule in Donegal

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Danny Meehan

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Donegal, Co. Donegal