Scoil: Cnocán Mhichíl Naofa (Clochar)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. (gan teideal) (ar lean)

   “You may behold it still/But, ah, those suff'ring, nobly borne...”

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   And watch each bright young face
   List to the well-conned lesson said,
   Then own fulfilled you see
   The word He spoke on earth who said;
   "Come, little ones, to me."
   VII
   From this same spot look far around
   Mark all its beauty well-
   The soft green banks, the mossy slopes,
   Each dark and wooded dell;
   and far away the purple heath,
   The corn-fields golden now,
   And further still Croagh Patrick
   With his mist-wreath round his brow.
   VIII
   And foliage of the copper beech
   Is massed amid the green.
   And poplars' silver trembles
   In the fair and lovely scene,
   The soft white clouds hang o'er it low
   From out whose pearly veil,
   Peeps forth the sky, now deeply blue,
   Now delicately pale.
   VIIII
   The giant trees which stand all round
   Like trusty friends and old,
   The sunlight pouring through their leaves.

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Peggie Charles

   Inscne

   Baineann

   Aois

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   Seoladh

   Eiscir Leathbhaile, Co. Mhaigh Eo