School: Ladhar (C.), Bán-Tír (roll number 8665)

Location:
Lyre, Co. Cork
Teacher:
Síle, Bean Uí Chéilleachair
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0360, Page 086

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  1. (continued from previous page)
    Those years unborn In the womb of time.
    Holds secrets we cant discern.
    Perhaps tis well we have not the key.
    To unlock that mystic store
    Now these thoughts are mine as I leave behind.
    My Old home in Dunoughmore.
    IIII
    Good bye" dear Father and mother
    Brothers and Sisters fair.
    And while that I'm in exile.
    You'll for me breathe a prayer.
    Farewell, Farewell to all my friends
    And the place that I adore.
    The dear abode by the Old Bog Road.
    Amid the hills of sweet Dunoughmore.
    IV
    Now I'm out upon the Bogroad.
    Its verges decked with morning dew.
    And my Old home in the distance
    [continues p. 89]
    (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
    Collector
    Nóra Ní Bhuachalla
    Gender
    Female