School: Ballyhaise
- Location:
- Ballyhaise, Co. Cavan
- Teacher: Thos. Plunkett
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0973, Page 294
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“Oh Father Dear, Although you Are Gone...”
I
Oh father dear, although you are gone
For you we cannot lament
Whereas you reach the age of 83
Your life on earth was spent
The shock of your demise was bad enough
But our hearts were almost stilled
When the fatal telegram reaches us
That a brother fond was killed
Our father's grave we can visit
There to kneel and pray
But we cannot see our brothers grave
As his bones are laid in foreign clay
Far from the scenes of his boyhood days
His body lies mouldering in a distant grave
Far, far from those he loved dearest
In his native Ballyhaise
But welcome be God's holy will
We did not come to stay
We all will meet on that bright seat
Upon the judgement day
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I'm lonesome now while writing
This blessed and holy day
For my dear and youngest brother
Who is underneath the clay
It was on a February morning
From across the ocean wide
A cablegram to our home it came(continues on next page)
- Collector
- Thomas Brady
- Gender
- Male