School: An Carraigín (roll number 13836)

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Carrigeen, Co. Roscommon
Teacher:
Bean Mhic Oireachtaigh
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  1. (continued from previous page)
    Those men were taken and in irons bound
    The perjured jury they found them guilty,
    And they died three martyrs for their country round.
    It would grieve your heart on that fatal morning,
    When friends assembled to bid farewell;
    Wen the priests in chorus sang
    Ora pro nobis
    As they joined in prayer in their prison cell.
    IV
    As the clock struck eight their friends departed
    They knew their end it was drawing near
    They raised their heads and kissed each other
    As wicked Kilcraft he did appear
    Upon the gallows they gazed around them
    Not a son of Erin could there be seen,
    But the English blood-hounds came in their thousands
    And gazed on Allen and his love for green
    V
    I am here on the brink of my grave
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    Language
    English