School: Baile Stiabhna, Askeaton (roll number 7900)
- Location:
- Ballysteen, Co. Limerick
- Teacher: Caitlín Ní Shúilleabháin
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- (continued from previous page)Oh, the days gone by! Oh, the days gone by!
The story of our island home, her martyrs' dying sigh!
My blood was fired to madness and coursed a- through my veins
And I longed to be by Owen's side on Benburb's bloody plains;
And oft, in dreams, when 'hunted down' I've climbed the mountain high
Or vengeance wreaked with Rory, in the days gone by.Oh! the days gone by - will they ever come again?
The glory of the sunsets and the fields of golden grain.
The music of the songbirds and April's smiles and tears,
The day-dream of a risen land, of clashing pikes and spears?
Ah! never from my heart will fade these memories of joy
When life was like a story in the days gone by.Written by T.B. Naughton
Words supplied by Mary Naughton- Collector
- Mary Naughton
- Gender
- Female
- Informant
- T. B. Naughton