Scoil: Killorglin (C.) (uimhir rolla 12833)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Liostaí Sceilge (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Her father says to Nora Lyne,
   "Don't fret a bit, my dear,
   This trip to Skelligs will be your last
   As sure as I am here,
   You're worthy well to get a man,
   Right known to one and all,
   For the manly grace that's in your face,
   Will compensate for all".

   As the night was dark and dismal,
   And the deck I walked around,
   A dreary object met my sight,
   That was Gilleck and his hound,
   "Ochón mo bhrón!" my blanty cries,
   "Our hunting days are o'er,
   Through Gleasg woods and Cúmshana,
   And the mountains of Filemore,

   

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

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Áine Ní Chlubháin

   Inscne

   Baineann

   Seoladh

   Fearann Tuairín, Co. Chiarraí