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1. Local Songs - The Annalee (continued)

   

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   XIV
   On these very banks and contested the game,
   Where each lad battled with might and with main
   Inch by inch stiffly fought with heart and with soul.
   Till home went the ball from field centre to goal
   XV
   Our battles repeated times o'er and o'er.
   With varied success like Briton and Boer.
   When victors at last we in triumph marched home
   Recounting our feats like the Ceasers of Rome.
   XVI
   But those happy days they are gone they are gone.
   Gone like the waters that hurry along,
   Dancing and bubbling on the bright waves of time
   To sink in the ocean of the past sublime.
   XVII
   Youth passed away and old age cometh on
   No change in the waters the same as at dawn
   O list the refrain of the song they have sung
   You're grown old but the river still young.
   XVII
   These waters to me speaks treasures untold
   By moonlight all silver by sunlight all gold
   Reflecting all colours the sky ever knew
   From the lining of gold to the azure of blue.
   XVIV
   Like prophets they'll tell of that ever blessed land
   Where bright rivers roll through gold beds of sand
   Whose beauties unceasing we'll see evermore
   The moment we land on the paradise shore.

   
   Written by the Late Rev Hugh Brady of Bunnoe

   

   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Informant

   Michael Kellett

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   c. 68

   Address

   Bunnoe, Co. Cavan