School: Srón (roll number 9090)
- Location:
- Shrone Beg, Co. Kerry
- Teacher: Pádraig Mac Carrthaigh
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0452, Page 141
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A Song (continued)
“T'was the eve of May and Summer gay sent forth its early smile”
(continued from previous page)T'was the eve of May and Summer gay sent forth its early smile
I chanced to roam one mile from home my sorrow to beguile
To that city famed and widely named twas a city sore to me
For its there I viewed in grief subdued mo Vourneen Geal Mo Croídhe2
Above the well this fairy belle stood like the Queen of May
The golden rays threw here and there her head of gold away
Her ruby lips did far eclipse yon sun that bakes the Lee
And oh she stole my heart and soul mo Vourneen Geal Mo Croidhe3
Her modest cloak sent every stroke right through me like an axe
And oh I felt my bosom melt with love away like wax
In Erin's tounge her accents sung those words she spoke to me
And caused me fall in loves deep thrall with the Vourneen Geal Mo Croidhe4
Said I fair maid how have you strayed to this wild craggy place
But no said she those prairies wild I reckon no disgrace
I'm not too proud to own aloud those mountains fair and free
And this sweet tongue in which Owen sung said the(continues on next page)
- Collector
- Pádraig Mac Carrthaigh
- Gender
- Male
- Address
- Headfort, Co. Kerry