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1. Local Song - Drainage of the River Erne

   

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   I
   To-night as I sit by the fire,
   Awaiting the morning to dawn,
   I think of the years I have spent
   Since the drainage it first began.

   II
   It started, I think, in the harvest,
   In the year of Our Lord, thirty four;
   Belturbet was made the head-quarters
   Where they opened an office and store.
   III
   Soon the great wheels of industry
   Were flying on axles so swift,
   From the dole and free beef at Mc. Kiernan's,
   The employment it came as a gift.
   III
   There were men there from sweet Ballyconnell,
   Kildallon, Miltown and Redhills;
   Some working with picks and with shovels
   And more with compressors and drills

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   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Brighd Ní Ghilla Phádraigh

   Gender

   Female