School: Puttore (roll number 15149)
- Location:
- Pottore, Co. Leitrim
- Teacher: Leanna Ní Ghafraidh (Cafferty)
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0223, Page 259
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- (continued from previous page)Where I motionless did stand
4.
I met my honoured father
From the jail where I had come
Oh Heavens must I part with you
My dear and only son.
I bowed down to salute him
But not one word could I say
I bowed my tender Body
And then was hauled away
5
It was to I was taken
Where I was doomed to die
I been not in the least dismay
Till the fatal tree I spied
My sight began to fail me
And my book I could not read
To think in my prime I'd be cut down
My Tender heart to Bleed.
