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

Location:
Mountrath, Co. Laois
Teacher:
Br Columban Ó Cróinín
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0833, Page 351

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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0833, Page 351

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    John Keegan in summer 1832 went on pilgrimage from Gurtnacle - his native district - with a number of his neighbours...

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    mine,
    But Heaven will light me on. Until I find my way to god and Mary and St John.
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
  2. Oh God, it is a dreadful night - how fierce the dark winds blow
    It howls like mourning Banshee, its breaking speak of woe;
    Twill rouse my slumbering orphans - blow gently, oh wild blast. My wearied hungry darlings are hushed in peace at last.

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    "And how the cold rain tumbles down in torrents from the skies, Down, down, upon our stiffened limbs, into my children's eyes:- Oh God of Heaven, stop your hand until the dawn of day,
    And our upon the weary world again we'll take our way.
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