School: An Drom Clochach (B.)
- Location:
- Dromclogh, Co. Kerry
- Teacher: Pártholán Ó Ruadhacháin
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0408, Page 022
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- (continued from previous page)that he had the best crop of potatoes in the district. This is a piece of poetry which was written about the Great Famine.
Who robbed our land in '47
Of all its stores of food
When at its gates with poisoned breath
Gaunt Famine grimly stood
Who filled the fields with whitening bones
And sent beyond the sea
The kindest hearts in all the world
The kin of you and me.
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Not Germany, not Austria, not Russia, France nor Spain,
That robbed and rivied this land of ours
That forced her galley chain
But England, oh! the wiley word,
That crafty treacherous foe.
'Twas England robbed our Motherland,
'Twas England laid her low.
- Collector
- Robert Fitzgerald
- Gender
- Male
- Address
- Mountcoal, Co. Kerry
