School: Pitfield, Inis (roll number 11091)

Location:
Cloondrinagh, Co. Clare
Teacher:
Tomás Ó Maonaigh
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  1. (continued from previous page)
    Why do I now these thoughts conjure,
    'Tis not because I'm sad,
    'Tis not because I'm poor or weak
    Nor yet because I'm glad.
    But Clondegad, dear Clondegad,
    I've travelled many a mile,
    Nor yet thy equal have I found
    Throughout the British Isle.
    The beauty of its scenery
    Ne'er from my memory fades,
    Nor daring of its hardy sons
    Nor fairness of its maids.
    One hope lies treasured in my breast,
    Tis when this life shall close,
    That in the vault of Clondegad
    My body shall repose.
    The above lines were supplied by Susan Browne who got them from her father, Thomas Browne, Cappanageragh, Lissycasey.
    The author is supposed to have been Dr. Harry Whitestone of Clondegad, who practised in Yorkshire, England.
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    Language
    English
    Collector
    Susan Browne
    Gender
    Female
    Address
    Cappanageeragh, Co. Clare
    Informant
    Thomas Browne
    Relation
    Parent
    Gender
    Male
    Age
    57
    Address
    Cappanageeragh, Co. Clare