Scoil: Cathair Loisgreáin (B)

Suíomh:
Caherlustraun, Co. Galway
Múinteoir:
Pádhraic de Chlár
Brabhsáil
Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0022, Leathanach 0209

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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0022, Leathanach 0209

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  1. XML Scoil: Cathair Loisgreáin (B)
  2. XML Leathanach 0209
  3. XML “A Story”
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  1. There was a man footing turf in the time of Cromwell in Gorteen below Shrule when Cromwell's soldiers were after a priest.
    The man saw the priest coming and he ran towards the bulrushes and took off his clothes and give them to the priest to put on him and told him to go footing the turf until the soldiers had passed by.
    Some hungry poor fellow working for a farmer in Clare once said
    "My heart is scalded both night and morning
    From that black saucepan that makes the dip
    A grain of flour and a sup of water
    And the devil scald them that wouldn't make it thick".
    Got from Mrs. P. Clair, Kilcornan, Ennistymon, Co. Clare.
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.
    Topaicí
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    2. time
      1. historical periods by name (~25)
        1. penal times (~4,335)
    3. products
      1. food products (~3,601)
    Teanga
    Béarla
    Bailitheoir
    John Burke
    Inscne
    Fireann
    Aois
    14
    Seoladh
    Killamanagh, Co. Galway
    Faisnéiseoir
    Pat Burke
    Gaol
    Tuismitheoir
    Inscne
    Fireann
    Aois
    60
    Seoladh
    Killamanagh, Co. Galway
  2. (gan teideal)

    Some hungry poor fellow working for a farmer in Clare once said . . .

    Some hungry poor fellow working for a farmer in Clare once said
    "My heart is scalded both night and morning
    From that black saucepan that makes the dip
    A grain of flour and a sup of water
    And the devil scald them that wouldn't make it thick.
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.