Scoil: Aodh Rua, Dún na nGall (uimhir rolla 13382)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Old Poems (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   And gilded with light the green trees that
   adorn
   Its banks were the streamlets roll down from
   the hill
   And I throught, what a pity such glories
   and wasted
   As abound in thy valley. What priceless wealth,
   Doth thou hold in thy bosom unviewed[sic] and
   untasted
   By thousands whore pining for pleasure and healt[?]
   Sweet vale of the Eske, oh, how varied thy
   scenes are
   Of fen, moor and meadow, of stream lake and bowes[?]
   and how charming thy hedges, thy walks and thy
   lanes are.
   While out from the green wood [?] castle and tower
   Round thy head in bold grandeur stand up the
   blue mountain
   as a sentinel to guard thee, securely and – sure
   at thy feet low and sweet as the voice off
   a fountain

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Shaun Mac Intyre

   Inscne

   Fireann

   Seoladh

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