School: Gort an Iubhair
- Location:
- Gortanure, Co. Roscommon
- Teacher: Donncha Ó Fiachra
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0242, Page 098
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You are not logged in, but you are welcome to contribute a transcription anonymously. In this case, your IP address will be stored in the interest of quality control.By clicking the save button you agree that your contribution will be available under the Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License and that a link to dúchas.ie is sufficient as attribution. - Dear brothers of the Shamrock shore, on a foreign land we roam;
Far far from thee beyond the sea,
Three thousand miles from home,
Tho' exiles in a foreign clime,
Amongst stra["n" interpolated with carat]gers we must stand,
Filled with a hope we will see again,
Old sainted Ireland.
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When parting with my sister dear and loving brothers too,
The tears did fall at the North Wall,
When I bid them all adieu.
And comrades too with whom I played,
Whose hearts were light and bland,
By hill and dale and brook and vale,
I poor old Ireland.
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How sad at heart I felt to leave, old Erins lovely plains,
But still more sad my brothers feel,
To see her bound in chains,
Though exiles banished o'er the main,(continues on next page)
