Scoil: Cill an Mhuilinn, Malla (uimhir rolla 15903)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. The Bridge of Glenwillan (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Dhar Dhee ! Like the corn sheaves of Autumn,
   By the bridge lie their corses to-day.

   "With a jangling of scabbards and bridles,
   We dashed down to the broad Avonmore,
   Where the long narrow bridge of Glanwillan
   Spans the brown tide from steep shore to shore:
   And there in the green booming forest
   We halted our ranks on the glade,
   And each rider looked close to his pistols,
   And loosened his long gleaming blade ;
   Like a bright wall of steel in the sunlight
   We stood for the foemen arrayed.

   You could hear the shrill whine of the otter,
   As he quested his prey by the shore ;
   You could hear the brown trout in the shallows
   Splash up from the wave evermore ;
   So still we awaited their coming,
   Though each heart for the fight throbbed full fain,
   Till we saw through the greenwoods advancing
   Their line like a long serpent train,
   Till the psalm-singing troopers of Cromwell
   Poured down o'er the causeway amain.

   'Twas then like the storm-cloud of Autumn
   That rolls over Barna's wild crest,

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

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