School: Glassalts (roll number 1239)
- Location:
- Glasalt or Treanfasy, Co. Donegal
- Teacher: M. P. Ó Dochartaigh
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 1116, Page 59
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- Dear Old Inishowen
One evening as I wandered forth,
From daily labours free;
To take an observation from
The hill of Glenmakee;
Bright Sol was sinking in the west,
His last expiring rays
Illum'd the sparkling dewdrops
On Cregnahorna's braes.
Slieve Snaughty, the mighty monarch
That wears the royal crown,
It first to catch your wondering gaze,
He looks in splendour down
Upon the little zone of hills
That guard their Royal sire,
And sparkle in the setting sun
Like glittering gems of fire.
Next Barnan of the rugged peak;
Ah! how my heart does sigh;
The last green hill of Innishowen
To catch the exile's eye,
As round the cliffs of Binion
he skims the briny spray,
To seek his home in an alien (spray) clime
Three thousand miles away.(continues on next page)
- Collector
- Michael George Doherty
- Gender
- Male
- Address
- Craignahorna, Co. Donegal
