School: Ballinamore (B.) (roll number 2820)

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   “It came to my mouth to tell him..." ¶ "(It's) a cure for sore eyes to see you.”

   

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   "Sin í an t-sail," ars an dreoilín ag tagairt dá lorgain
   "That's the beam," said the wren to her shin

   Bhíodar chomh mar a chéile agus dhá duibh eireoige
   They were as like each other as two pulleted eggs

   Baineadh anuas dá mháthair é
   He was cut down off the mother

   Fuair sé fad a adhastair
   He got the length of his halter

   Ní h-aon chearc ag breith amuighe í
   He's no hen laying out

   Tá an-iomarca iarann sa teine aige
   He has too many irons in the fire

   Má bheireann tú do bhríste uait ná bain na cnaipeacha dhíobhtha
   If you give away your old trousers don't cut the buttons off them

   Is cuimhin liom é ó'n uair a dhéanfadh croiceann spionáin conra dhó
   I remember him since the time the skin of a gooseberry would make a coffin for him

   Ní imreóchadh cat i gcomh-aois léithi le tráithnín
   A cat of her age would not play with a straw

   Níl airgead tirim aige
   He has no dry money

   Bhí aithne agam air nuair a dhéanfadh slat cóta dhó
   I knew him when a yard would make a coat for him

   Cuir bacach ar mhuin capaill agus rachaidh sé a' marcaidheacht go dtí an diabhal
   Put a beggar on horseback and he'll ride to the devil

   An rud a bailightear le spruinúileacht (?) tiocfaidh oighne air a dhéanfaid é a (múnadh) le balla
   What is gathered miserably someone will come by it who will put (?) it against a wall

   Is leigheas do shúilibh tinne thú fheiceál
   It's a cure for sore eyes to see you

   Níl ann ach suip in-áit na sguaibe
   He is only a wisp instead of the brush

   Nuair a rinne tú do mhúin mhúsgail tú
   When you made your pee (?) you wakened ...........(?)

   Is olc an chú nach fiú í fead a leigint uirthi
   It's a bad hound that is not worth whistling for

   Tá trí choiscéim coiligh ar an lá anois, agus níos mó
   There is three step of a cock on the day now, and more
   (i.e the days are getting longer)

   Má luigheann tú leis na madraidhe eireochaidh tú leis na dreimcadaidhe
   If you lie with the dogs you'll rise with the fleas

   Má luigheann tú leis na madraidhe (?)
   faid is fhásas féar agus ritheas uisge
   While grass grows and water flows

   Níl crann san gcoill is lugha air ná crann ná láighe
   There is not a tree in the wood he hates more than the Laidhe tree i.e. he is very lazy

   Dhéanfadh sé doras maith ach droch fhuinneog
   He would make a good door but a bad window

   As go bráth leis chomh tapaidh is do b'fhéidir leis cos a tharraingt
   Off with him as quick as he could pull a foot

   

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