Scoil: Graiguenamanagh (B.) (uimhir rolla 16311)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. A Dirge for Duiske (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   But let no anxious care oppress the mind --
   For what is past or in the future looms
   A panacea may one surely find
   Among these ivied walls and mouldering tombs.

   
   The founder of this house, Le Mareschall bold,
   For all his wealth a sore-grieved man was he,
   Bereft of kith, and kin, forsaken, old,
   The stranger made his grave beyond the sea.

   
   And Dermod Ryan, who so nobly gave
   To Bernard's sons the woodlands of Idrone
   Rests in a nameless, and forgotten grave,
   Shrined in the memory of God alone.

   
   The architect who planned this noble pile,
   The artist-hand that carved these corbel stones,
   The master-builder of the nave, and aisle,
   What are they now but yellow dust, and bones.

   
   The monks who many a year this pavement trod
   Their share of human woe be sure they found,
   They laid their sorrows at the throne of God
   And many a hundred years they sleep full sound

   
   Collector:

   Alfred Byrne
   Main St.,
   Graignamanagh

   

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

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Alfred Byrne

   Inscne

   Fireann

   Seoladh

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