School: An t-Éadan Mór
- Location:
- Edenmore, Co. Monaghan
- Teacher: S. Mac Philib
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0960, Page 142
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- (continued from previous page)Where vultures dink our blood
Friends are scattered starved or slain
I'm told I'm cursed by God.
That I could swear my life long days
To serve from Pole to Pole
In any other cause but this
With safety to my soul.
- I.Out from the stately woods of Truagh
McKenna rides at noon.
The sun shines bright and not a cloud
Darkens the sky in June.
For I have seen from nature's charms
None can escape his brain
By flowery dells he makes his way
And never draws a rein.IIBefore him stands that great round tower
Of Glasslough castle old
It holds a treasure in his heart
More dear to him than gold
For in it dwells the girl he loves
His dark eyed young Maureen
Whom yet he hopes to bless his home(continues on next page) - Collector
- Bridie Mc Kenna
- Gender
- Female
- Informant
- Mr James Mc Kenna
- Gender
- Male
- Age
- 50
- Address
- Tamlat, Co. Monaghan
