School: Baile Stiabhna, Askeaton (roll number 7900)

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1. Spring Thoughts (continued)

   

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   Be strong, my heart, in hour of trial And flinch not under fire The darkest night has a sun-lit morn And Heaven than earth is higher And Spring will come when Winter's past Eternal joy be ours at last In God's celestial choir Written by T. B. Naughton Ballycanana Words supplied by Mary Naughton (niece)

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2. The Days Gone By

   

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   Oh, the days gone by! Oh, the days gone by!
   The rosy dimple in the cheek, the mischief in the eye.
   The merry mad-cap prancing and the fun when out at play
   The 'ructions' and the 'bobberies' in the school yard every day.
   And we "kiss'd hands" to the girls when the master wasn't nigh
   Oh! my heart was very happy in the days gone by.

   Oh the days gone by, when I used to 'slinge' from school
   And I loitered by the river and was 'found out' as a rule,
   When fairies peopled every glen as in the days of yore
   And our happy homes rang lustily with song and dance galore.
   No vacant chair was by our hearth- 'tis since the Banshie's cry
   Was heard for him who shielded me, in days gone by.

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