Scoil: Glassalts (uimhir rolla 1239)
- Suíomh:
- Glasalt or Treanfasy, Co. Dhún na nGall
- Múinteoir: M. P. Ó Dochartaigh
Tagairt chartlainne
Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 1116, Leathanach 72
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- XML Scoil: Glassalts
- XML Leathanach 72
- XML “The Village on the Brae”
- XML “Hallow-Eve”
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Ar an leathanach seo
- (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)Across the fields that rustic path still runs;
Still, nutters seek the glen; the golden whins
Are flourished on the brass, where corncrakes call
On Sunday afternoons they still play ball
At the same gable where they used to play;
And carts come down the road each market day.
But, yet there's many a change since day of yore -
The village Gossip makes his rounds no more!
Like his compeers, he's vanished from the scene -
Above his grave the grass has long been green
Swept by the hand of Time, that moves space
Another generation takes their place!(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)
- Hallow-Eve
All the fairy folk of ireland -and there must be millions in it—
Will repair, to-night, to Aileach when their high king gives the call.
From thench to ride o’re Ireland, and it won’t take them a minute
To cross a thousand moorlands and a hundred mountains tall.(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)
