Scoil: Greaghrahan

Ar an leathanach seo

1. The Knights of Drumlane

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   I
   One morning in May, when primroses sprang gay,
   And the valleys lay sparkling around;
   The birds, on each tree, sang a sweet melody,
   They charmed the air with a sound;
   My mind free from care, I had some time to spare,
   And my blood danced in every vein
   With my heart full og glee, I was lent on a spree,
   And I went to see Lovely Drumlane.
   II
   It was nigh to a grave, where fond lovers do rove,
   As the rose tipped the bright dews of morn,
   'Neath a blooming sweet shade, I espied a fairmaid,
   Sitting under a snowy whitethorn.
   As she rose from the ground, where she sat herself down
   She bedewed the cold earth with

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Kathleen Dermody

   Inscne

   Baineann

   Seoladh

   Cranaghan, Co. an Chabháin