School: Baile Glas (Meastha), An Bhlárna (roll number 10930)

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1. An Unpublished Poem - Donoughmore (continued)

   

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   weary bones.
   In holy graves adorned much by monummented stones.
   Of granite and of marble with a host of choicest flowers.
   Oer _ shadowed by the sycamore and lobely beechen bowers
   And pilgrims fail thro-out Granuaile to find they will explore
   So grand a (rulc) rural cemetery as that of Donoughmore.
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   And from that spot how eagerly I long to see the day.
   When the gallant boys of Paddy's land will muster in array.
   To claim their nations birthright with no crave in lip or hand.
   But freedom's sword the only word her foes will understand.
   When fifty thousand exiles will enrol the flag of green.

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   History Edit

   Language

   English

   Collector

   B. O' Shea

   Address

   Pluckanes North, Co. Cork