School: An Mhainistir, Móin Rátha (roll number 14243)

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1. Caoch the Piper by John Keegan (continued)

   

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   I'll not forrget those sunny hours
   However years may vary,
   I'll not forget my early friends,
   Nor honest "Coach" O'Leary"
   Poor "Coach" and "Pinch" slept well that night,
   And in the morning early,
   He called me up to hear him play,
   The "wind that shakes the barley".
   And then he stroked my flaxen hair,
   And cried "God mark my deary",
   And how I wept when he said "farewell"
   And think of "Coach O'Leary",

   
   "Caoch O'Leary" is continued towards end of this book,
   From the same source as the previous poem.

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2. Song of the Irish Labourer

   

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   The gold star of love on the Slieve-Blooms burns,
   The hip-rose is wafting the scent by the grove,
   High - high through the grey fog the raven returns
   And I will go meet the dear maiden I love.
   In the hot summer's sun I have cheerfully sung,

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   History Edit

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Peter Phelan

   Gender

   Male

   Informant

   William Kelly

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Mountrath, Co. Laois