Scoil: Kildalkey (C.) (uimhir rolla 868)

Suíomh:
Cill Dealga, Co. na Mí
Múinteoir:
Máire Nic Dhiarmada

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Kildalkey (C.) | Bailiúchán na Scol

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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0695, Leathanach 166

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Ar an leathanach seo

(ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

He found himself on Slievenamon,
While sleeping down the mountain side
Gurgled a torrent one yard wide
"Here am I" thought he, tis quite plain
"But thanks I'm not away in Spain.
"Twill be my care no more to rove
At midnight hour by effin grove -
"But hark I must tell Mary Jane,"
Quote he and took the Road for Frayne.

Love thee - so well, so tenderly
Thowth loved, adored by me,
Fame, fortune, wealth, and Liberty
Were worthless wanting thee. _ Moore

An exile thought o'er the Salt Sea foam
Leap over the bounding ocean,
Away back again to the dear old home,
With a yearning fond emotion -
Oh' he'll not forget though far he roam
The land of his youth's devotion:
And the lover fond who feels like me,

(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)
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