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1. Binion Hill

   

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   (I)
   It is sweet to rove by the barky grove,
   When the sun is going down,
   With golden crest far in the west.
   Oer mountains blue and brown.
   As it fades away one last fen fray,
   Seems lingering fondly still,
   Where natures hand has razed so grand
   Majestic Binion Hill.
   (II)
   It is beauteous too to sit in view,
   From it's summit you can see,
   The river Foyle as it onward toils
   To join the mighty sea.
   And Carrickmore lies smiling oer
   Towards Drumeron Hill
   And rateen so bright looks ivory white
   From lovely Binion Hill.
   (III)
   It is so grand in the summer time,
   To hear the humming bees
   And small birds tune at morning noon,
   Amongst its verdant trees
   The weary soul may he find rest
   And know no human ill
   For peace of mind you're sure to find

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Isobel Peoples

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Castletown, Co. Donegal

   Informant

   John Donnelly

   Relation

   Not a relative

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   c. 70

   Occupation

   Labourer

   Address

   Ratteen, Co. Donegal