School: Clochar na Trócaire, Cappamore

Location:
Cappamore, Co. Limerick
Teacher:
An tSr. Benin
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0521, Page 003

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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0521, Page 003

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  1. Sweet Cappamore
    Sweet Cappamore my native place, you are always in my mind.
    Iwill think of you wherever I go and one I left behind.
    I often think of boyhood days, those happy days of yore.
    When being a boy, I roamed with joy, through dear old Cappamore.
    II
    In bygone days I went to school, in dreams we have them still.
    For with my comrades full of glee, we climbed Dromsally hill.
    But now alas through far away, I will climb that hill no more.
    Nor listen to the larks loud song, that sings round Cappamore.
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    Collector
    Dóirín Ní Loingsigh
    Gender
    Female