Scoil: Gort an Iubhair
- Suíomh:
- Gort na nIúr, Co. Ros Comáin
- Múinteoir: Donncha Ó Fiachra
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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0242, Leathanach 102
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- XML Scoil: Gort an Iubhair
- XML Leathanach 102
- XML “Ballads - Emigration”
- XML “Ballads - The Pride of Erin's Isle”
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Ar an leathanach seo
- (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)We will let them know before we go we'd rather fight than fly
For when at the worst of times you know, we'd rather die
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We turned back with Rielly and encompassed them around
Like Samson with the Philestines we laid them on the ground
Those cowardly clan away they ran with their heads and arms sore
And long they'll remember Rielly and the boys of the Shamrock shore.
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- {A Popular Ballad 50 years ago got from John Phillips of Calva, Carracastle)
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Come all true-hearted patriots who Ireland's wrongs deplore
I'll tell you of the cruelest wrong that ever was done before
Before this wrong all other wrongs of Ireland do grow pale
For they've locked the pride of Erin's Isle in dark Kilmainham Jail
II
It was the tyrant Gladstone and he said unto himself, —
I never will be aisy till Parnell is on the shelf:
Make haste and get the warrant out and send it by the mail
For we'll lock the pride of Erin's Isle in dark Kilmainham Jail
III
So buckshot made the warrant out and buttoned up his coat
He took the train at London town to catch the Kingstown boat(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile) - Faisnéiseoir
- John Phillips
- Inscne
- Fireann
- Seoladh
- Cailbhe Uachtarach, Co. Ros Comáin
