Scoil: Bullach
- Suíomh:
- An Caisleán Riabhach, Co. Ros Comáin
- Múinteoir: Máire Ní Fhlannagáin
Tagairt chartlainne
Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0244, Leathanach 058
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- XML Scoil: Bullach
- XML Leathanach 058
- XML “Tully Hill”
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Ar an leathanach seo
- (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)And through loved Tully's flowery meads
Do roam young comely maids.
But ah my heart is not with them
It flies far far away:
It flies from homely joys and care.
Along the wild waves spray.
It flies to that beloved one,
That maid, I'll ne'er see more,
That girl of girls, that pearl of pearls
Young Annie Bán Asthore.
III
Her step was like the gentle fawn,
Her robe was like the swan
Her neck was whiter that the foam
Lough Gara's waves float on:
Her cheeks were like the primrose gay,
Here teeth of pearly white,
Her eyes were like the fairy shades
On Gara's waves at night.
Her glance was milder than the dawn
On Tully's heath clad hill;
Her heart was purer than the wave on Brackloon's rippling rill:
Her hair was darker than the wave that breaks on Gara's shore:(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)
