School: Drom na Coradh (Dromnacurra) (roll number 12744)

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Dromnacarra, Co. Kerry
Teacher:
Cathal Máinséal
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0417, Page 181

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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0417, Page 181

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    It being on a Sunday morning early in the month of Spring, The rifle shots rang in our ears, the chapel bell did ring...

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    They knew they could not hold the fight, being then reduced to four.
    And they yielded to their enemies, down by the Shannon shore.

    (IV)
    Their captain was a noble man, with a heart both loyal and bold
    He knew that death would be his lot, when the rope went down we're told.
    Brave Timothy Lyons it was his name, from a place called Garrignagore
    He met his doom in early bloom, down by the Shannon shore.

    (V)
    Ned Greaney, J McEnery and Hataway, in irons soon were bound.
    And taken off to Tralee jail, where guilty they were found.
    They were placed before the firing squad, which quickly on them poured.
    And now they sleep in martyrs' graves down by the Shannon shore.

    (VI)
    Their comrades sorely miss them gone, though their loss they now deplore.
    When strangers come to view the cave, and roam along the shore.
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    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    Language
    English