School: Gort an Locha (roll number 1414)
- Location:
- Gortalough, Co. Sligo
- Teacher: S. Ó Docraigh
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- (continued from previous page)and led us off to Sacred villes.
O'er Corrick shall roam no more
By hunters bared his streaked with gore
His bleeding wound be tearful eyes
Pleading for us and anemies.
The way he fell a token given
Another friend we've got in Heaven.
1 of Bridal Party He went o'ver the lake to Ard-na-coil.
2 " " " " came over the lake to Ross-na-Corr
3" " " " went up in kill to Carrowkeel.
4 " " " " went over the hill to Loc-a-veil
S. Kelly. O'er hanging clouds the stars are veiling
The sails are spread, but the boat not sailing
The oars are spread, but the oarsmen wondering.
If the saggarth who's gone, will find way of returning
But no more aroon, now no more for ever.
At Christmas or Easter shall come back Mavrone.
For Mass or for Christing return he'll never
Till judgement day cometh.
The Saggarth is gone.(continues on next page)
