School: Calry (roll number 10473)

Location:
Colgagh, Co. Sligo
Teacher:
Róisín Mhig Ualghairg
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    You dark rolling billows that part me from Erin...

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    7.
    When I left you dear Sligo the ocean was silent
    The young lambs were skipping along the green shore.
    I took the last prospect of my dear native Ireland,
    Lofty Benbulbin and the plains of Bowmore.
    8.
    I then looked with sorrow on the moon that was sleeping
    On the bright river's bosom off Curwillick mill,
    And I wept on the deck as the billows were sweeping
    Musing on nature and my native Lough Gill.
    Composed by Roger Burns
    in Montreal. (1840)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    Language
    English