School: Caolchoill (roll number 16087)
- Location:
- Kealkill, Co. Cork
- Teacher: Mícheál Ó Laoghaire
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- (continued from previous page)"Fell Donal Cam into our snare"
Or does the wolf still keep his lair?"
"Neither! the wolf now roams at large
Twas but last evening that a barge,
Well mannered, was seen at close of day
To make Glengarriff's lonely bay.
Tis said - but one who must can tell
Now lodges in the eastern cell -
A monk who loudly doth complain
Of plunder driven and brethern slain
By Donal Cam, and from the strife,
That night fled here with scarcely life.Annsan labhrann Dómhball:-
........But let me hear
Fling the glad story to mine ear.
How fell the outlaws beateous bride
Say was it by thy hand she died
Twill be some solace, and I swear
By the all saving Signs I wear
Before to-morrows sun to show
Th thine own eyes thy bitterest foe
"Annso is innsean St Ledger congus [?] do mairbh se bean Dhómhnaill -
I stabbed - twas a deed of guilt,
But then, twas Donal's blood I spilt
The monk sprang forward from the bed(continues on next page)
