School: Áth na gClaidheamh (roll number 10537)

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1. Folklore - A Poem on the Landlord

   

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   Composed by Mr Senior.
   A pome on the landlord.

   "Good Heaven! What sorrows gloomed the parting day
   That called them from their native walks away;
   When the poor exiles, every pleasure passed
   Hung round their bowers, and foundly looked there last,
   And took a long farewell and wished in vain
   For seats like those beyond the western main;
   And shuddering still to face the distant deep
   The good olf sire the first prepared to go.
   The new found worlds, and wept for others woe,
   But for himself, in conscious virtue brave
   He only wished for words beyond the grave.
   His lovely daughter, lowly in her tears
   The fond compantion of his helpless years
   Silent went next neglectful of her charms,

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   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Lizzie Meegan

   Gender

   Female

   Age

   10

   Address

   Drumavaddy, Co. Monaghan