School: Drumakill (roll number 6365)

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1. A Song (continued)

   “In ancient Mucker's wide domain”

   

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   An island rose all bleak and bare,
   The wild boar's favourite haunt was there.
   No wild flowers decked its rugged sides.
   No copsewood grew its slopes to hide,
   No stately trees of giant form,
   To wrestle with the Winter's storm.
   Twas here St. Maeldoid wished to rear,
   A sacred shrine surpassing fair.
   Where lonely monk and Anchorite.
   In hallowed prayer could oft unite,
   Skilled hands the chosen site prepare,
   Foundations deep are laid with care.
   Night comes, the toilers home have gone
   To wait to-morrows welcome drawn.
   Not dreaming that the morning's sun
   Shall gleam upon their work undone
   A grey light steals athwart the bay
   The herald of the coming day.
   The Holy Abbot seeks the shore.
   And gazing the calm water o'er,
   A strange sight meets his wondering eyes.
   That holds him mute in sad surprise
   Some evil worker dared to spoil
   The earth works raised by patient toil.
   The stones which formed the basement wall.

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   History Edit

   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Florence E. Harrison

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Drumakill, Co. Monaghan