Scoil: Sooey (uimhir rolla 6249)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. An Old Story (ar lean)

   

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   Níl tú logáilte isteach, ach tá fáilte romhat tras-scríobh a dhéanamh go hanaithnid. Sa chás seo, déanfar do sheoladh IP a stóráil ar mhaithe le rialú cáilíochta.

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   to the oak tree, put his hand into the hollow of and took from it the tiniest box ever seen. Running into the palace he plassed the box in the hands of the princess. On opening it she found a beautiful diamond necklace which would fit no one but herself. Falling on her knees before the prince, she cried joyfully, "Now I can be your Queen, when you have found this for me, my noble, kind and loving King Greatheart." This tale was told one winters night by an old man the name of "Paddy Bushybeard" so he was called and who lived in an old house on the side of Ballygowley mountain about the year 1646. The story has been widely circulated since then.

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2. An Old Song

   “The garb of Winter was fast approaching”

   

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   An old song.
   I. The garb of winter was fast approaching
   And Caurán's green mantle was covered with snow
   Through leafless branches, with ceaseless fury
   The raging tempest did fiercely blow.
   The Christmas season was fast approaching
   The breath of Caurán was numb and cold
   By a cosy fire in distant Sligo

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

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