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  1. Granuaile

    Language
    English
    Informant
    Eamonn Murray

    double
    My Granuaile:
    Oh! If we would quit spending
    My Granuaile,
    Troth the times would be mending
    My Granuaile.

    My brave sons and brave daughters
    Says Granuaile,
    Have crossed o'er the water
    Says Granuaile,
    To seek for employment
    Says Granuaile,
    Troth it's not for enjoyment
    Says Granuaile.

  2. Granuaile

    Language
    English
    Informant
    Eamonn Murray

    Sure our Nations in danger
    Says Granuaile

    Mother! Don't be uneasy
    My Granuaile,
    You may make your mind easy
    My Granuaile;
    Why our sweet tongue's not dying
    My Granuaile,
    Sure to learn it were trying
    My Granuaile.
    And the dance that's the fashion
    Says Granuaile
    It puts me in a passion
    Says Granuaile:

  3. Granuaile

    Language
    English
    Informant
    Eamonn Murray

    We'll stop emigration,
    My Granuaile,
    We'll give work to the Nation,
    My Granuaile:
    And we'll each help our neighbour
    My Granuaile
    If we purchase home labour,
    My Granuaile.

    And my sweet tongue is dying
    Says Granuaile
    And it sets me a sighing
    Says Granuaile;
    If we speak like the stranger
    Says Granuaile,

  4. Granuaile

    Language
    English
    Informant
    Eamonn Murray

    Such whirling and skating
    Says Granuaile,
    It's a dance I am hating
    Says Granuaile.

    We'll revive the old dancing
    My Granuaile,
    And our sweet tongue entrancing
    My Granuaile:
    And with sound education
    My Granuaile,
    We'll build up the nation
    My Granuaile.

  5. Granuaile

    Language
    English
    Informant
    Eamonn Murray

    Oh! my heart's sore and heavy
    Says Granuaile,
    See the taxes they levy
    Says Granuaile:
    And my children are leaving
    Says Granuaile,
    And my poor heart is grieving
    Says Granuaile.

    There is one tax brings trouble,
    My Granuaile
    String drink and X

  6. Hidden Treasure

    Language
    English
    Collector
    Bréanainn Ó Grádaigh
    Informant
    Pádraig Ó Grádaigh
    Age
    53
    Occupation
    feirmeoir

    It was said that there was a lot of gold hidden at Granuaile's castle. The officer left the care of it to a soldier that the head was cut off. They say he is minding it without a head.

  7. Songs - Granuaile

    Her lovely hair hung down her neck,

    Language
    English
    Informant
    John Hussey
    Age
    52

    Songs
    Granuaile
    Obtained from:
    John Hussey
    Cloomahara
    Williamstown
    Co. Galway
    My dream to some comes true it comes with grief to more as it did to me my country thats dear old Erin's shore. I dreamt I was upon a hill bedside a lovely vale, its there I spied a comely maid, her name was Granuaile.
    Her lovely hair hung down her neck,
    As she was dressed in green,
    I thought she was the fairest sight
    That ever I had seen

    As I drew near
    I then could hear
    By the pleasant morning gale
    As she went along
    She sung a song
    Saying I'm poor old Granuaile
    I thought she had a splendid hasp

  8. The Songs Long Ago

    "The silvery tide"

    Language
    English
    Collector
    Celia Mulkeen
    Informant
    Tom Mulkeen
    Age
    82

    old oaken bucket," "Mother mo chroide," "Pat Molloy from Clare," "The lands of larganboy," "The low low land of Holland," "Candia I ó," "What will you do love when I am going," "Mannon mountains and Silver seas," "The foaming bowl of tea," "The lassy from Donegal," "Morrisy and the Russian," "Donnely and Cupar," "Jim Sulivan and Sam Warick," "The Bells of Shannon," "The constant farmer's song," "We are all jolly fellows," "The boys of '98," "The foggy dew," "The dolly vardon hat," "Pretty Maggie," "Pretty maid milking the cow," "Down by the dark orchards along the railway," "The soldier's song," "The Irish emigrants farewell," "The old bog road," "The old bog hole," "Molly Flynn," "Larry Mick Flynn," "The cow that ate the piper," "Down among the flowers small," "Danny Boy," "Eire in the tear," "Johnny Harte," "The pride of Ireland glory," "This little girl of mine," "The banks of red roses," "The pleasant waters of the river lea," "Tim Finnegans wake," " Of you lovely Anne of you," "Is there anyone here who will marry me now," "The boys of Ballysodare," "Patrick O Donnell," "Pat Sheehan," "Pat Mcguire" " The bishop of Ross," "The ship that never returned," "The bunch of seaweed," "The lads of Hibernia," "The girl I left behind," "Teddy O Neill," "The farmers boy," "Dear old Granuaile," "My love nell," "Dan McCann," "My Tipperary Mary," "My wild Irish rose," "The lovely woodlands of Avon dale,"

  9. Songs - Granuaile

    Her lovely hair hung down her neck,

    Language
    English
    Informant
    John Hussey
    Age
    52

    By her side she let it fall,
    She played the tune called Brian Boru
    Garryowen and Tara Hall

    God save Ireland was the next
    And the martyrs who died in jail
    So you need not fret
    Home rule we'll get
    Cried poor old Granuaile
    When I awake up from up my slumber
    Excited by my fright
    I thought it was the clear daylight
    But I found that it was night
    I looked all round and could not see
    But the walls of a lonely jail
    And that was the last sight I saw
    Of poor old Granuaile

  10. Gráinne Ní Mháille

    Language
    Irish

    Mar sin chuaidh sí go Londomhn agus chaith sí a gúna Gaedhalach. Chuaidh sí isteach i gcúirt Eilíse. Bhíodar ar tí masla agus gáire a dhéanamh fúithi ach bhí Gráinne sáthach cliste dóibh. Bhí Eilís an-cáirdeamhail leithí agus ag fágáil na cúirte di, bhain sí geall as Eilís go ndéanfadh sí Iarla dá mac. Uaidh sin shíolraigh na h-Iarlaí Mhaigh Eo.Do chas sí abhaile agus thainig sí i dtír ag mBaile Átha Cliath. An fad is a bhí sí annsin chuaidh sí go Caisleán Beann Éadar. Ní raibh fhios ag muintir an chaisleáin go raibh Gráinne ag teacht agus mar sin bhí na geataí dúnta go daingean. Bhí fleadh is féasta ar siúl istigh agus chuir sin fearg mór ar Ghráinne nuair nach rabhadar ag cleachtadh nós muintire na h-Éireann sé sin: cead a bheith ag gach stráinséar dul isteach chuig féasta. Dubhairt sí leithí féin go mbainfeadh sí sásamh amach agus anonn leithí go dtí teachín beag ina raibh oighre an chaisleáin dhá oileamhaint. Do sgiob sí leithí féin é go dtí a caisleán ar bhruach loch ...sean. Do choinnigh sí annsin é go dtí gur chuir sí iachall ar thighearna Binn Éadiar roinnt mhaith airgid a íoc dí, agus go dtí gur gheall sí nach mbrisfeadh sí nós na nGaedhal arís. Tá a lán sgéalta eile le fágháil faoi Ghráinne ach níl fhios againn an fíor nó bréag iad. Seachas na tréithre eile a bhain lei deirter go raibh sí an- naomhtha agus go raibh meas agus urraim mhór aici don chreideamh agus ar gach a bhain leis. Tá sé ráidhte freisin gur thóg sí mainistear ar oileán an Cláir agus síltear gur annsin a cuireadh í. Bliadhnta in dhiaidh a báis thugadh a h-ainm Granuaile ar Éirinn agus beidh cuimhne cruinn go h-éag ag fearaibh agus mnáibh na h-Éireann uirthí.

  11. Granuaile

    Language
    English

    But finding it was night
    I looked around I could not see
    But the walls of a lonely jail.
    And that was the last time ever I seen.
    My poor old granuaile.

  12. Composition - Old Ruins

    Language
    English
    Collector
    Mary Mc Greal
    Informant
    Mr Anthony Gavin
    Age
    78

    There are many ways by which we can find out what kind of people inhabited our district in former times. One of these ways is by old ruins such as ruined castles or monasteries or churches or round towers.
    There are not many ruins in this district. The most important is Granuailes Castle in Clare Island. This castle was built in fifteen hundred and fifty-eight. It is said that Granuaile lived in this castle and she had her boats anchored in the bay. This castle had no dungeon as many castles have but it had many apartments.
    There is also an old church in a place called Aughavale. This was the ancient church of the parish of Westport which was known as the parish of Aughavale at that time. There are some carvings on the walls but they cannot now be identified as the walls are entirely covered with ivy. A cemetery now surrounds the old ruin.
    The remains of a splendid round tower are still to be seen in Aughagower.

  13. The Green Cockade

    Language
    English

    I
    You gallant sons of Granuaile come raise your banners high
    And in the cause of liberty beneath them gain or die
    And tell the Saxon horde of them you're not afraid
    At home in "Mother Erin" to wear a green cockade.
    II
    And let their lordlings know, to them you'll not be slave

  14. A Fenian Song

    In brossmolina we were brought up,

    Language
    English
    Collector
    Eileen King

    A Fenian Song

    5-4-38
    Eileen King
    (1)
    In Crossmolina we were brought up,
    Six heroes of great fame,
    True sons of Granuaile,
    Who did adore the name,
    Who joined the Fenian brotherhood,
    Bad landlords to destroy

  15. Pat O'Donnell's Vision (Fragment)

    Language
    English
    Collector
    John Lafferty
    Informant
    Mary Doherty
    Age
    76

    One night as O'Donnell in prison lay sleeping,
    He had a grand vision which filled him with joy,
    A grave looking queen to his bedside came weeping,
    Saying, "cheer up O'Donnell, my brave Irish boy,
    For I'm Granuaile and I'll liberate you,
    I'll gain your release if there's blood in your veins,
    For the shooting of Carey I congratulate you,
    But I'm grieved for to see you in cold prison chains."
    O'Donnell arose in a great consternation,
    He eagerly gazed on that emblem-clad queen,
    Saying, "Madam, you give me such grand consolation,
    You must be a friend to old Erin the green."

  16. (no title)

    The following are some of the songs composed by the local poet Mr Timothy McGovern.

    Language
    English

    The following are some of the songs composed by the local poet Mr Timothy McGovern.

    Through the green hills of Kerry my ballads are ringing
    Sinn Féin is my motto my land Granuaile
    Brave youths and fair maidens my songs you'll be singing
    When I am at rest on the banks of the Feale.
    II
    When I think of the tyrant, the robber the stranger
    My heart was in fire and my courage ran down
    When Kerry stood first in the red gap of danger
    While Murphy encamped on the banks of the Laune

  17. A Song

    Through the green hills of Kerry

    Language
    English
    Collector
    Éamonn Ó Corradáin
    Informant
    Éamonn Ó Corradáin

    The following is a version of a song composed by Timothy Mc Govern in the year 1922, lamenting our betrayal by Mulcahy, Griffith and Collins and also the murder of Jerry Leary and Johnny Linnane by the Black - and - Tans.
    The Banks of the Feale
    I.
    Through the green hills of Kerry my ballads are ringing,
    Sinn Féin is my motto and my land "Gránuaile"
    The lads and fair lassies my songs will be singing
    When I'm laid down to rest on the banks of the Feale.
    II.
    When I think of the tyrants
    2

  18. The Fairs and Markets

    Language
    English

    were the coopers with churns, firkins, and tubs; the basket makers with cleeves, clothes baskets, turf and potato baskets, aye even bird cradles; lines of spinning wheels both flax and woollen, the tinker plied his trade in the open; the potter with his load of crockery was here too; the bakers sold their surplus barm; and Pat Rondy's mother would make you a ha'porth of Peggy's Leg, a stick of sugar stick, or a pennorth of bull's eyes while you waited.
    Here were the itinerant singers and musicians keeping a close eye on
    the helmeted guardians of the public peace, as they surreptitiously
    (maryah) yelled out the strains of Granuaile and Michael Dyer, or fingered out the magic music of the Coolin, Roisín Dubh and Seán Ó Duibhir from fiddles, flutes, and pipes. The public houses did a roaring trade. Up to fifty years ago there was only one donkey cart for Cleggernagh and Raheela, Michael McLoughlin had it. He started out with five bags of oats for the neighbours at four in the morning and was able to do three
    journeys between that and 12 o'clock. As he had sixpence a bag, he gradually became the best off man in that locality. Cormac Scally and Jamesy Toolin did the carring for Mullen on the same lines. People who could not see
    their way to pay such exorbitant transport charges had to be their own beasts of burden, and what burdens they could carry. I myself saw Pat Greery carry two 2 cwt sacks of flour one on each shoulder up Beirne's steps to the store on the second storey. Old Michael Greevey told me he often
    brought home a

  19. (no title)

    Come all ye Irish heroes that are seeking for liberty.

    Language
    English
    Informant
    Michael Cross
    Age
    86
    Occupation
    smith

    Come all ye Irish heroes that are seeking for liberty
    Do no longer bear with ill-treatment or bigotry.
    But tumble off [?] weights we're bearing those many years
    Sorely we were treated and cheated with dread and fear.

    No comfort night and morning but always the Galley-slaves
    Since our parliament was stolen by the rogues from poor Granuaile.
    The year of 63 we were treated with treachery
    The gallows it was stained with false swearing and perjury
    Our backs were exposed to a thong that

  20. Geevagh Prisoners

    Language
    English
    Collector
    Martin Conlon
    Informant
    Michael Daly

    Nineteen hundred and eight I well remember,
    That fateful year when young heroes gay
    Awoke old Erin from her weary slumber
    To break the chains that around her lay
    Those noble heroes of faith and daring Their bold behaviour evokes applause
    While the songsters hush in their amazement.
    At the operation of coercion laws.
    II
    With wolves and vultures this land is tortured
    Their selfish greed has her bosom tore
    And to overthrow those infamous hirelings.
    Ten gallant Geevagh boys did suffer sore.
    They were arrested and cruelly treated.
    And tightly handcuffed and brought to jail
    Their only crime was that they were faithful
    To the cause of Ireland and Granuaile.