Scoil: An Cluainín Uí Ruairc (C.) (uimhir rolla 10945)

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1. Murtagh Mac Sharry's Revenge - A Leitrim Tale of 1641 (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   That daily range o'er Breffny's plains,
   To waste with fire and sword?
   But hark-those shrieks of wildest woe,
   That pierce the hovering gloom
   No heralds they of that brighter day,
   But the knell of a fearful doom.
   Oh God, what awful tale of death
   Doth this midnight horror tell,
   Hath Thy strong night arm but forth Its Power
   As when Sodom's fate befell?

   But no-our people's cup is filled,
   Oh, Sorrow black is theirs,
   And they merit not that Heaven's wrath
   Should heavier weight their cares.
   Ha! There it is! The clash of steel,
   The muskets' volleying roar,
   Christ save us all, the foreign friends
   Ply their work of blood once more.
   Woe, woe, for all the 'fenceless ones
   In Sligo town that bide,
   The grandsire grey and the Colleen gay,
   And the babe by its mother's side.
   The cloistered monks in yon hoary pile
   Our fathers joyed to raise,
   No more shall file through dim light aisle
   To chant their hymns of praise

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   John Mc Dermott

   Inscne

   Fireann

   Gairm bheatha

   Student (Léirítear teidil na ngairmeacha i mBailiúchán na Scol sa bhunteanga inar cláraíodh iad)

   Seoladh

   Cluainín, Co. Liatroma