School: An Mhainistir, Móin Rátha (roll number 14243)
- Location:
- Mountrath, Co. Laois
- Teacher: Br Columban Ó Cróinín
Archival Reference
The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0833, Page 343
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I loved him as dear as I loved my own life;
And he vowed on his knees he would make me his wife,
I looked in his eyes, flashing bright as the dawn,
And drank love from the lips of my Bouchelleen Bawn.V
But, Christ save the hearers" his angel forsook him -
My curse on the Queen of the fairies - she took him"
Last All - hallow's eve as he came by Knock-awn,
She saw - loved and "struck" my poor Bouchelleen Bawn.
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Like the primrose when April her last sigh has breathed,
My Bouchelleen drooped and his young beauty faded
He died - and his white limbs were streached in Knock-awn,
And I wept by the grave of my Bouchelleen Bawn.(continues on next page)
