Scoil: Mastersons (uimhir rolla 8390)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Riddles

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   Formed long ago, yet made today,
   employed while others sleep.
   What few would like to give away
   Yet none would like to keep.
   A bed.
   what grows in the wood, and sounds in the town, and for its masks eand many a crown.
   a fiddle.
   Useless, useless instrument.
   Once it's bought it's never lent.
   The man who buys it does not want it
   and the man who wants it doesn't know it.
   A coffin.
   As white as an angel
   As light as a feather.
   But heavy and dark
   when you squeeze it together
   Snow
   As I sat on my hunkers,
   I peeped through my winkers,
   and I saw the dead burying the living.
   Raking the fire.

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

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   Topaicí

   1. seánra
      1. ealaín bhéil (~1,483)
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   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Georgina O' Malley

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   Baineann

   Seoladh

   Cluainín, Co. Liatroma

   Faisnéiseoir

   Mrs Williamson

   Gaol

   Tuismitheoir

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   Baineann

   Aois

   60

   Seoladh

   Cluainín, Co. Liatroma