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   lived in Barnes about a hundred years ago. When he was going away to America he made a poem about Donegal. Here it is:

   “Oh Donegal, the pride of all,
   My heart still turns to thee.
   My cottage home where I did roam
   When I was young and free,
   The houses grand in foreign lands
   Cannot compare at all
   With my cottage bright on a winter night
   On the hills of Donegal.

   II

   Oh it’s well I mind in the harvest time
   That doleful dreary day
   When I was leaving Donegal
   To wander far away,
   My parents kind ran in my mind,
   My friends and comrades all,
   Then in the van I waved my hand
   To the hills of Donegal.

   III

   Through Barnes gap without a stop
   We passed each towering hill,
   And down the Foyle our tug did toil
   To the big ship at Moville:

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   History Edit

   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Anna Mac Crudden

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Aghaveagh, Co. Donegal

   Informant

   Frank Houston

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   86

   Address

   Loughsallagh, Co. Donegal