School: Ceann Mhálainne
- Location:
- Ardmalin, Co. Donegal
- Teacher: Seán S. Ó Coigligh
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 1124, Page 389
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- The Glen Moss
I
The mossing time has now begun,
I'm sure we will have plenty fun,
And may many a time on the road we will jog,
Till we are finished with the bog.II
I, remember, though I was boy,
I hailed it as a morning's joy.
When the orders were given yoke the horse
This day is fitting for the moss.III
When on our track you'll plainly see
We pass the little town of Bree,
Where men grow fair and maidens rare
We smell the sweet and scented air.IV
To beat that track we hit it hard,
And we topped the heights of Dunagard
When we come to the hill known as the skull
We sight the Isle of Innishtrahull.V
And as we pass along Glackmore
We see the Town of Medianmore
Where there is a place known as the pill,
And close by it is the picture hill.(continues on next page)
- Informant
- Denis Mc Laughlin
- Gender
- Male
- Age
- 57
- Occupation
- Farmer
- Address
- Culoort, Co. Donegal
