School: Caolchoill (roll number 16087)
- Location:
- Kealkill, Co. Cork
- Teacher: Mícheál Ó Laoghaire
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- (continued from previous page)Flung back his cowl, and furious said,
"Monster", behold my promise face"
"Tis Donal Cam himself you see"
He started back with a sudden cry
And raised the lantern, Oh that eye
And vengeful smile he knew too well
For him not all fiends in hell,
With tortures from their burning place
had half the horrors of that face -
One rush he made to gain the door,
Twas vain, the monk stood there before
He shouted loud, and sudden drew
A dagger which lay hid from view,
At Donald's breast one plunge he made
That watchful arm threw off the blade
But hark! what noise comes from below?
Surely that cry hath roused the foe
They come, they come, with hurrying tramp
And clashing steel - the fallen lamp
The mountaineer snatched from the ground
A moment glanced his prison round.
Heav'd quickly back a massy bar
A narrow doorway flew ajar
A moment cast the light's red glow
Upon the flood far far below
No flight is there, St Ledger cried
Thour't mine, - "Now, now my murdered bride(continues on next page)
