Volume: CBÉ 0460 (Part 1)

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   His counsel that allured to heaven and pure from sin and folly.
   His lowly, peaceful, christian mein, his eyes with kindness beaming
   His honest heart that never learned the false world's hollow scheming.

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   But oh! those scenes so beautiful, such long loved charms displaying
   Recall the time, the bitter time, that saw thy light decaying,
   when sank thy gentle spirit down, and shrank thy form away.
   As fed by hope or racked by fear, we watched thee day by day.

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   These scenes too vividly recall that night of dark November,
   when by thy dying couch we sat within the silent chamber,
   Heard the last words, caught the last sigh, and marked the last faint shiver
   As winged thy soul her joyous way to realms of light forever.

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   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Date

   31 July 1937

   Item type

   Lore

   Language

   English

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Gaelic script

   Collector

   • Domhnall de Buitléir

   Informant

   • Tomás Ó Ciaráin