School: Taite Buí (Blackstaff)

Location:
Tattyboy, Co. Monaghan
Teacher:
B. Mac Bhloscaidh
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0932, Page 327

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  1. You lovers all in hut and hall
    On you I call to pity
    I am undone, my heart is won
    My peace is gone as you may see
    I sigh and moan, my rest is flown
    I am crazy grown with grief so keen
    My heart betrayed from me it strayed
    To the sweet maid of Inniskeen
    This damsel bright my soul's delight
    Has skin like purest snow
    Her form it seems mid beauty's beams
    To haunt my dreams where 'er I go
    Her winning grace and smiling face
    I can't efface from memory green
    In light and shade the thoughts invade
    Of the sweet maid of Inniskeen
    My mind depressed grieved and distressed
    My peace and rest are ever fled
    She once was true, then joy I knew
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    Language
    English