School: Beith Mhór (Beaghmore) (roll number 1209)

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1. A Song - Where the Leitrim Waters Flow (continued)

   

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   A grand and stately pile.
   Where lovers meet and poets think and travellers rest a while
   Where the honey tips the wood (?)
   As the sun is sinking low.
   It's twilight shadow gleams the (?)
   Where the Leitrim waters flow.

   
   (IV)

   Upon a Sunday evening in the merry month of June.
   When all the feathered warblers do warble forth their tune
   Along by the towering battle ment,
   The boys stand in a row.
   Benath their feet, like ambour (?)
   = ads,
   Old Leitrim waters flow.

   
   (V)

   These youthful days are gone and vanished.
   And youthful pleasures too.
   Since that cursed, emigration has drained them one by one,
   My comrades all both great and small to a distant land have roamed.
   From Aughue bridge, Riverdale,

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   John Corrigan

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Mullanadarragh, Co. Leitrim

   Informant

   John Corrigan

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   55

   Address

   Mullanadarragh, Co. Leitrim