Adhmaid
They couldn't get a stock for the big wheel of the mill in Araglen, one time; and they had to go to the Glen of Aherlous for timber to make. There was mighty big trees there wan time.
There was an old song about it:
Shiubhlaig na ceardaite ceithre
árda na hÉireann
Coillte Chuain Daíbhis, bánse (Bansha)
's na gaortha
'Na Siubhail Riamh thaínig gur
Thánadar sa tairbh so
Mul Saoir, Mul Ceardta, ilár
Coille Sheámais
Sa Ghleann Atherla thá siad ar
aílneacht na hÉireann
An beech 's an Már 's a' clair chun na
h. éadann (n-éadan?)