School: An Mhainistir, Móin Rátha (roll number 14243)
- Location:
- Mountrath, Co. Laois
- Teacher: Br Columban Ó Cróinín
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- (continued from previous page)But blessed be Mary!
My sweet holy Mary!
The "bodagh" he never dare call me a knave.From my mother's mud sheeling an outcast I fly,
With a cloud on my heart, a a tear in my eye,
Oh! I burn as I think that some one would say,
"Revenge on your tyrants! -" but Mary, I pray,
From my souls depth O Mary!
And hear me sweet Mary!
For Union and peace to old Ireland I pray.The land that I fly is fertile and fair,
And more that I ask or I wish for is there,
But I must not taste the good things that I see
"There's nothing but rags, and green rushes for me"
O milk Virgin Mary
O sweet Mother Mary(continues on next page)