Scoil: Clochar na Trócaire, Ros Ó gCairbre (uimhir rolla 14813)
- Suíomh:
- Ros Ó gCairbre, Co. Chorcaí
- Múinteoir: An tSr. Áilbe
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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0308, Leathanach 091
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- XML Scoil: Clochar na Trócaire, Ros Ó gCairbre
- XML Leathanach 091
- XML “Portion of the Poem - Battle of Ross”
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Ar an leathanach seo
- I
July the twelfth in ancient Ross
There was a furious battle
Where many an Amazonian lass
Made Irish bullets rattle
II
Sir Parker pitched his Flavian band
Beyond the Rowry water
Reviewed his forces on the strand
And marshalled them for slaughter
They ate and drank from scrip and can
And drew their polished bayonets;
They swore destruction to each man
Dissenting from their tenets
Replete with wrath and vengeance too
They drank "Annihilation
To that insidious hated crew -
The Papists of the nation!"
Their chief advanced along the shore
And every rank incited;
"Brave boys", said he, "mind what you swore"-
And what they swore recited
"This night let's stand as William stood
Set yonder town on fire;
Made through a flood of Papist blood
Or in the flames expire."
