School: Tigh Molaga (C.) (roll number 12457)
- Location:
- Timoleague, Co. Cork
- Teacher: Máire, Bean Uí Shíthigh
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0318, Page 305
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Songs (continued)
“I wandered forth at night alone”
(continued from previous page)half sunk
In the earth now tell that ever here dwelt monk Friar, acolyte, or priest.O! woe that Wrong should triumph thus!
Woe the the olden right, the rule and the renown
Of the Pure souled and meek should thus go down
Before the Tyrannous.Where wert thou, Justice in that hour?
Where was thy smiling sword? What had those good men done
That thou shouldst tamely see them trampled on
By brutal England's power?Alas! I rave! ... If Change is here
Is it not oer the land? Is it not too in me?
Yes! I am changed even more than what I see
Now is my last goal near.My worn limbs fail - my blood moves cold -
Dimness is on mine eyes - I have seen my children die
They lie where I too in brief space shall lie -
Under the grassy mould.(continues on next page)
- Collector
- Peig Ní Mhuirthille
- Gender
- Female