School: An Corr Dubh (roll number 14339)

Corduff, Co. Leitrim
Pádraig Mac Giolla'n Átha
The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0227, Page 101

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    He climbed the mountain and brought with him a magic cap. When he reached the top he saw Grainne standing in her door. He saw the lighted candle and went up and threw it into the sea. Grainne was very angry and lifting up a mass of rock with her hands flung it after him but he flew away with the magic cap in his hand and the wicked witch was never heard of again. It is said that the place where she lifted the mass of rock the prints of her fingers can still be seen.
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  2. On Leaving Lough Derg.
    Good-bye Good-bye, dear love Lough Derg
    The boat waits at the quay.
    Most holy shrine where Patrick prayed
    I'm going away from thee;
    And hundreds more along with me, will
    Soon land on the shore,
    And we trust in God's own Providence
    To visit thee once more;
    Island! Most prized of Islands, Island of
    Peace and prayer.
    No worldly thought dare touch the mind
    (continues on next page)
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