Scoil: Oldcastle (C.) (uimhir rolla 12489)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. The Bridge of Finea (ar lean)

   

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   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   'Twas a fine sight to see them all marching
   And gallant and fair to behold,
   Their spears in the bright sunlight shining
   And the red flag of Britain unrolled
   None braver e'er marched into battle
   Than mustered that day for the fray,
   Than the clans that the Scottish chief rallied
   That day on the Bridge of Finea.
   IV
   But here on the bridge stood O'Reilly,
   "The Slasher" from Cavan's green side;
   Around him blazed many a sabre
   And above him his banner spread wide.
   Scant greeting had he for the Briton
   Who came in the guise of a foe,
   And stout were the hearts that would meet them
   They knew well the might of his blow.
   V
   Benburb heard the cry of the trooper.
   And the Blackwater rang to it's shout,
   When the army of Red Owen in vengeance
   Put the Scot and the Saxon to rout
   And now ever foremost in battle
   He braves the stout hosts of Munroe,
   And stands in the vanguard of danger
   With his troops all arranged in a row.

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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