School: Taobh Breac (roll number 15227)

Location:
Tievebrack, Co. Donegal
Teacher:
Donnchadh E. Mac Congáile
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  1. (continued from previous page)
    The lightning flash
    That smites thy bosom hearing with delight
    Adds to thy joy and glorifies thy might!
    27. As they ceased the minstrel beheld the caves
    That are digged in the slimy rock
    And nearing them fell ‘mid the dead men’s graves
    With a sudden and stunning shock
    Where fatigued he lay on the slimy sand
    And closed his smarting eyes.
    Then he slept and dreamed that an angel band
    Came down and bore him away to a land
    The fairest beneath the skies.
    28. As he woke where he yesterday played and sat
    On the slope of the Fairy Knowes
    That rise from the smooth green grassy flat
    Where the sheep and cattle browse.
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  2. 1. ‘Twas on a sultry Summer’s day
    An aged man, whose locks were gray,
    Did sit him by the King’s highway
    His weary limbs to rest
    A sportive youth was passing by
    Whose frolics caught the old man’s eye
    And signing to him to come nigh
    He thus the lad addressed.
    2. Of dreary years ‘tis nigh five score
    Since I sat in this place before
    What time there lived at Donaghmore
    A rector surnamed Spence
    And though a goodly man was he
    Yet; fond of popularity
    He was a sportsman gay and free
    Who loved to spend his pence
    3. Once, on a fair day of Strabane,
    Vile Satan tempted this good man,
    To drink from that forbidden can
    Had many a just man fell
    So he sat down with right good will
    And many a foaming bowl did fill
    For twopence halfpenny bought a gill
    And none the tale would tell.
    (continues on next page)
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    Language
    English
    Collector
    Donnachadh E. Mac Congáile
    Gender
    Male
    Occupation
    Múinteoir
    Informant
    James Mc Loughlin
    Gender
    Male
    Address
    Tievebrack, Co. Donegal