Volume: CBÉ 0221

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1. The Bree Harriers (continued)

   

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   The ash and the elm sycamore and yew tree
   The spreading beech and hawthorn did this dwelling surround
   And on my return from this grand department.
   I behold a young sportsman and he counting his hounds
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   The dogs were all counted the hero he mounted
   A horse of good metal and superior speed
   He had scarce left the road all with his young whipper
   Full fifty sports men they joined him indeed.
   We went to Clonmore we soon started a hare there
   The echo of the horn did the valley ring round
   No music on earth could equal the music
   the charming cry of the true running hounds

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   History Edit

   Date

   1936

   Item type

   Lore

   Language

   Béarla

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script

   Informant

   • Peadar Ó Dorcaigh