Scoil: Kildalkey (C.) (uimhir rolla 868)
- Suíomh:
- Cill Dealga, Co. na Mí
- Múinteoir: Máire Nic Dhiarmada
Sonraí oscailte
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- XML Scoil: Kildalkey (C.)
- XML Leathanach 171
- XML “Stanzas - Composed of Borrowed Single Lines - To A.M.A”
- XML “Dirge of an Exile Maid - A Ballad of '67”
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Ar an leathanach seo
- (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)The heath this night must be my bed -. Scott.
Ye vales ye strains, ye groves, adieu!. Pope.
Farewell for aye, e'en love is dead. Proctor.
Would I could add remembrance, too!. Byron. - Dirge of an Exile Maid: A Ballad of '67.Oh, ye must wander witheringly,
In other lands to die:
And where our father's ashes be
Our own may never lie!
- Lord ByronYet a tear my eye will moisten,
When by Anner side I stray
For the lily of the mountain foot
That withered far away!
-C.J. Kickham. Where rolls the Mississippi wave
By praisirs o've the western stup,
They dug a Gaelic maiden's grave-
And there she sleeps her long, last sleep!Her eyes were Heaven's eternal blue;
Her neck and brow like Alpine snow;
And dimpled cheeks a pink-pale hue(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)