School: Clochar na Trócaire, Carn Domhnaigh
- Location:
- Ballylosky, Co. Donegal
- Teachers: An tSr. A. Nic Fhionnlaoich An tSr. M. Beinín
Archival Reference
The Schools’ Collection, Volume 1115, Page 244
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- Alas border minstrel the summons is vain
For unstrung is the harp and forgotten the strain
Which Erin once sung in her pride.
And now robbed of the glories that circled her reign
To the heart rending clank of a conquerors chain
All tuneless she wanders the desolate plain
With the blood of her patriots dyed II
Gone gone are the days when the western gale
Awoke every voice of the lake and the vale
With the harp and the lute and the lyre
When Justice uplifted her adomant shield
While valour and freedom illumin'd the field,
And thy free-born sons made the foeman to yield
With a sword and a plumage of fire. III
And now border minstrel the bigot and slave
Pollute the pure land of the free-born brave
The land of the sigh and the smile.
Then accursed be the recreant heart that could sigh
And wither'd the hand that would waken a string
Till the angel of liberty wave her wild wing
Again o'er the Emerald Isle.
These last two songs were taken from an old hand written copybook which Mr. John M. Doherty unearthed in cleaning a workshop. It is the property of this great grandfather, and is supposed to be a hundred years old.
- Informant
- Mr John Mc Doherty
- Gender
- Male
