School: Radharc na Sionainne (roll number 16477)

Location:
Clooncah, Co. Roscommon
Teacher:
Nóirín Ní Uiginn
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0260, Page 081

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    When the country got quiet again his body was brought to Kilteevan graveyard where it is now buried.
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    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    2. agents (~1)
      1. supernatural and legendary beings (~14,864)
    Language
    English
    Informant
    Mrs Hanly
    Gender
    Female
    Age
    76
    Address
    Portrunny, Co. Roscommon
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    One night Tom Kelly the schoolmaster who used to teach...

    One night Tom Kelly the schoolmaster who used to teach in English's old barn was rambling in English's house. Mr English and he were sitting beside the fire and they both made up this rhyme between them.
    I
    The chimney separates the kitchen from the room.
    It serves both night and day.
    It helps to kindle up the fire and takes the smoke away.
    II
    The hole it stands behind the fire
    I think it rather high and the man that cut the fuel
    Can tell the damedest lie
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