Scoil: Templetown

Ar an leathanach seo

1. The Wreck of S.S. Alfred de Snow on the Sandbanks of Broomhill

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   Of shipwrecks and disasters we've read and seen a deal

   Out off the coast of Wexford, to tell a dreadful tale

   It being on the 4th of January, when a winding gale did blow,

   And nine and twenty lives were lost,

   On board the Alfred de Snow.

   
   Kind friends I say, attention pay, I won't detain you long,

   While I will unfold the mournful facts of this most feeling song.

   My humble pen can scare begin, these verses for to write,

   There's no poets brain can e'er explain, the horrors of that night.

   
   That unlucky day she sailed away, to plough the stormy foam

   To say there's not one soul alive to bring the tidings home

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

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