School: Glenahulla, Mitchelstown (roll number 12446)
- Location:
- Glennahulla, Co. Cork
- Teacher: Máiréad Bean Uí Réagáin
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0376, Page 059
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- (continued from previous page)Each cold November's night,
T'was agony to think of you,
Chilled by the keen frosts bite.
Your noble spirit daily, hourly,
Fighting with your foes.
Because you stood beside the weak
And voiced the poor man's woes
Because you trod with fearless steps
The path your father's trod
And strove to root your people firm
In Ireland's holy sod
Because you faced the battle van
In tribulations hour
And braved the mockery of law.
Framed by despotic power.III
Sweet wild flowers starred the dewy grass
Spring blossomed into May
And in the new years fresh green youth
Your life ebbed fast away
Ah dreary closed that sabbath day
When Ireland lost a gem
As pure and white as ever graced
Her blood stained diadem
Along the lines the awful words passed on with lightning speed(continues on next page)
- Collector
- Máiréad Bean Uí Réagáin
- Gender
- Female
- Occupation
- Múinteoir
