Scoil: Clonin, Mountrath (uimhir rolla 15932)

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1. Dear Ryan Is No More

   

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   Níl tú logáilte isteach, ach tá fáilte romhat tras-scríobh a dhéanamh go hanaithnid. Sa chás seo, déanfar do sheoladh IP a stóráil ar mhaithe le rialú cáilíochta.

   The muses are gone with their favourite bard To fields of illusion their toil to reward To lofty old empress the trumpet of fame To far distant nations their voices proclaim While echos remurmur round Erin's green shore And whispers in silence "Dear Ryan is no more" ll; The fair winding Tonnet of whose beauty he told Alas our fond poet shall we never behold The "famous Delour" - his favourite song In heedless murmurs may wander along And tell when it meets with the slow moving Nore The bard of our bowers "Dear Ryan is no more" lll; Adieu thou fond poet, forever adieu No longer I'm able my time to pursue So he laid down his pen with a heart troubled sore May the heavens be with you "Dear Ryan is no more".

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