School: Monagear (roll number 16292)

Location:
Monagear, Co. Wexford
Teacher:
Donnchadh Ó hÉanaigh
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    248
    Continued
    They are fifteen hundred years too late
    It leaves them in the dark
    It was from Harry they took their date
    But Luther is their mark
    John Bull cannot deprive us
    now he's gone too far astray
    oh, no England wont bribe us
    She no longer have her way
    Think on the battle of Vinegar Hill
    at Oulart and at Ross
    Although our numbers were but few
    Its sone we felt the loss
    Only for what liquor that we drank
    Which stretched us all lying dead
    We would slained the town of Ross that day
    Or banished England's Red.
    Our church is built on a solid rock
    That never can give way
    It is headed by St Peter there
    Until the judgement day.
    But the Orange on a sandy bank
    Down into hell will slide
    And before they will disgrace Luther
    They'll be burning by his side
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    2. time
      1. historical periods by name (~25)
        1. 1798 (~642)
    Language
    English