Scoil: Borris (C.)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. An Old Song (ar lean)

   “Twas in the year of ninety eight, the time of the blood and woe, when many a Saxon reeled”

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Was by a jockey rode,
   She spurred the noble charger
   Down the Ballyellin road.
   And when se came beneath the stream,
   That ripples by the mill,
   She saw full close beside heron the hill
   One of the hunted troopers,
   Who called on her to stand,
   But she ready gave him answer,
   From the pistol in her hand
   Then dashed she over ditch and dike
   until she gained the height,
   Where the silent watch-fire,
   Was burning through the night.
   VI
   From yonder Ivery towers,
   In flight the birds had flown,
   When the heard the cheers,
   That greeted young Theresa Malone,
   She sleeps beneath the green-sod,
   In Ballykilen chapel yard
   We have maidens like her [T.G]
   In plenty here to day.

   

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