School: Baile Stiabhna, Askeaton (roll number 7900)
- Location:
- Ballysteen, Co. Limerick
- Teacher: Caitlín Ní Shúilleabháin
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0503, Page 403
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- (continued from previous page)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 byT. B. Naughton
Ballycanana
Words supplied by Mary Naughton (niece)
- 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.(continues on next page) - Collector
- Mary Naughton
- Gender
- Female
- Informant
- T. B. Naughton
