School: Rathcarran (roll number 4370)
- Location:
- Ráth Chairn, Co. Meath
- Teacher: Caitlín Ní Chonnachtáin
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0697, Page 247
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- (continued from previous page)Chorus,
The sweet little Shamrock Etc.
- I
The Harp that once thro' Tara's Halls.
The soul of music shed,
Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls,
As if that soul were fled.
So sleeps the pride of former days.
So glory's thrill is o'er.
And hearts that once beat high for praise.
Now feel that pulse no more.
II
No more to chiefs and ladies bright
The harp of Tara swells.
The chord alone, that breaks at night.(continues on next page)
