Scoil: Lisvernane, Glen of Aherlow (uimhir rolla 15677)
- Suíomh:
- Lisvarrinane, Co. Tipperary
- Múinteoir: Patrick Lynch
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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0581, Leathanach 062
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Ar an leathanach seo
- I
Oh, bright are the streams and resplendant the village
And verdant the fields of the Land of my Sires,
And bold are her hills, where the summer suns dallies,
And twilight lays long, when the daylight expires;
And though jewels bedeck, that sweet Isle of the ocean,
Whose luste is blazoned by pencil and pen,
That gem is the brightest that claims my decotion
My own native valley - old Aherlow's glen.
II
It lies in repose, with its graces unfolded,
Where mellow suns ripen, and zephyrs blow mild,
A landscape, in nature's best handiwork moulded,
As tranquil and sweet as a slumbering child.
The old man dilutes, with a tear, on the story
Of days long gone by, when our fathers were Men,
How chieftains who loved them, and lef them to glory
Repose in the depth of old Aherlow's Glen
III
Over it tower, old Galtee's tall summits-
Mountain sublimer, than famed Knockmealdown,
Out of whose breasts, as erratic as comets,
Bright sparkling rills tumble joyously down;
While castle and ruin, and river and wildwood,
And vistas that never were pictured by pen,
Embellish this revishing home of my childhood(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)- Faisnéiseoir
- T. Frewen
- Inscne
- Fireann
- Seoladh
- Gortavoher West, Co. Tipperary