Scoil: Ardlow

Ar an leathanach seo

1. The Debate with the Devil (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   The Poet replied to Satan
   False, ranting Satan, I have heard enough
   Of your deceitful, low, bombastic stuff.
   In all your flights you did not tell
   Of your descent and why you fell
   You did not tell by verbal word or pain
   You were the first invented mortal sin.
   Low cunning creatures dead to truth and shame
   You have no right created man to blame.
   For sin in you was far more heinous than
   Ten thousand errors in clay-built man.
   You were an angel of superior light
   Face to face in the Almighty's sight,
   A spotless spirit, all perfect pure
   No flesh to tempt, no object to allure.
   And yet you fell from that elevated state
   By your own pride and sordid self conceit.
   Not pleased with all the glory you enjoyed
   You have rent yourself and others you destroyed;
   Your false deceitful agitating tongue
   Persuaded angels to act base and wrong
   And joined with you your errors to maintain
   When you vainly thought ascendancy to gain;
   But Almighty powerful and supreme
   Soon terminated your vain, wicked scheme.
   He called St. Michael and he bid him go
   And give you one decisive sweeping blow

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   John Fitzsimmons

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   Fireann

   Seoladh

   Ardlow, Co. an Chabháin

   Faisnéiseoir

   Michael Meenagh

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   Fireann

   Aois

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   Baile an tSléibhe, Co. na Mí