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1. Local Poets (continued)

   

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   The sacred spark, finds refuge then,
   Within the poet's souls,
   And there tis fanned, with jealous care,
   And zeal that never tires,
   Until it flashes in the air,
   Like blazing forest fires,

   
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   When Darby Ryan sang his songs,
   The land was dark with woe,
   Our father's tamely bore their wrongs,
   And whined at every blow,
   Then for the slightest word or deed,
   The poor man should atone,
   It took a Godlike man indeed,
   To call his soul his own.

   
   (V)

   At times his song's like bugle tones,
   Rang martial, clear and terse,
   Again one heard the people's moans,
   In his pathetic verse,
   Then humour, satire, at his will,
   Came gushing from his heart,

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   History Edit

   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Bridget Tobin

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Rossadrehid, Co. Tipperary

   Informant

   Dan Lenihan

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Rossadrehid, Co. Tipperary