School: Cúl an Dasain (Cooladawson) (roll number 1620)
- Location:
- Cooladawson, Co. Donegal
- Teacher: Pádraig Mag Uidhir
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 1100, Page 18
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- (continued from previous page)It had stricken nine, just nine o' the clock,
The hour when the man lay dead
There came to the outer door a knock
And a very heavy tread
The old man's head swam round and round
The woman's blood 'gan freeze,
For it was not like a natural sound
Like some one stumping over the ground
On the banes o' his twa bare knees.
An through the door like a sough of air
He stumped around the twa,
Wi' his bloody heid and his knee banes bare
They'd maist a' died wi' awe.
The wife's black locks (?) ere morn grew white
They say, as the mountain snows,#
The man was as straight as a staff that night
But he crooked when the morning rose.
An' every night as the clock struck nine -
The hour they did the sin,
The wee bit (?) dog began to whine
An' the ghost cam' clatterin' in.
Dancin' to his plays again
Over the tops o' stools and chairs
Ye'd a' thought it was ten women an' men
Dancin' all in pairs(continues on next page)
