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1. The Ballyshannon Lane

   

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   The Bally-Shannon Lane.

   In ninety-six, as the moon she fixed
   Her beams o'er Scullabogue,
   The twinkling stars and planet Mars
   Were shining o'er each grove.
   Where the Hessian brutes had bit the dust,
   And Cromwell's crew were slain,
   Where the yeomen fled and left their dead
   In Ballyshannon Lane.

   I sat for a while upon a stile,
   At the Church of old Courthoyle
   One night in June when the silvery moon
   O'er the rebels grave did sail.
   The scenes of '98 that I'll relate,
   Passed through my youthful brain,
   And I prayed for the dead from Raheen that bled
   In Ballyshannon Lane.

   I passed Jim Moore's, and the old forge door
   Where old Evoy forged the pike,
   The night was kind, no rain or wind
   Blew over hill or dyke.
   At Furlongs's gate I chanced to wait,
   And thought how this youth was slain,
   The Hessian crew, this lad they slew,

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Location

   Ballyshannon, Co. Wexford

   Collector

   James Martin

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Raheen, Co. Wexford

   Informant

   Mr Paddy Martin

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   71

   Address

   Raheen, Co. Wexford