School: Leamh-choill
- Location:
- Drumsillagh, Co. Roscommon
- Teacher: Cáit Ní Ghadhra
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0232, Page 007
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- (continued from previous page)and if he could compose a few lines equally as good.
"That is not hard, replied the labourer, Listen to this.
"The Irishmen here think they are in heaven. When they get their breakfast between ten and eleven
And that a 'pratie and a 'herrin'.
The following is a rime about a cow which died
"Druimedoe, druimedee, why did you die.
'Lú, lá, liombar loch, five mice upon a block,
We sat, we sung, till daylight sprung
Elit son dear, will you give us the loan of your spear
To go to the wood to kill a fat deer.I'll tell you a story about Johnnie MacGory
He went to the wood to kill a fat Tory
I'll tell you another about his young brother
He went to the wood and killed another.Up little horsie, up, up again,
How many miles to Dublin, three score and ten
Will I be back at candle light, (Yes and back again)
Up little horsie, up up again.
