School: Béal Átha (Bella) (roll number 10334)
- Location:
- Bella, Co. Roscommon
- Teacher: Bean Uí Ghionnáin
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0238, Page 037
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Local Songs - Mary Óg Machree (continued)
“Dear Ennis heath-clad mountains,”
(continued from previous page)We sat down silently,
Or listening to the blustering breeze
With Mary Óg Machree.
(III)
Her cheeks were like the rose so red,
Upon the mountain side.
Her neck was like the foam that flows,
Down by Lough Galas hide.
Her eyes shone like two diamonds
Most beautiful to see
And my hearts delight, day and night
Was Mary Óg Machree.
(IV)
In Callow's lone and shady Groves,
Some comely maidens dwell
But she the queen of perfumed flowers,
From the Callow maidens fell.
No more the summer sun will shine,
On our meadows cheerily,
Since You beneath the clay now sleep
Young Mary Óg Machree.
(V)
No more in Callows shadey bowers
Gladsomely shall we stray.
No more in Callows shady bowers
Will while the hours away.
No more will meet on Frenchpark Street
Or view its verdant lea
For beneath the clay in Clooneshamble lawn
Sleeps Mary Óg Machree.