School: An Clochar, Baile Caisleáin Bhéara (roll number 13762)

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1. My Townland (continued)

   

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   are floating all about
   And from far heights to the smiling morn
   A lark's clear notes ring out
   The walks that guard that temple are
   The mountains all around
   And joys for pure and simple
   In that hallowed spot are found
   VI
   For from each homestead well I know,
   Ascends the morning prayer,
   All hearts are raised and heads bent low
   To beg a father's care.
   VII
   And over all a peace divine,
   The very peace of God,
   I wonder if in Palestine
   Such scenes the savour trod.
   The man God was a toiler too
   And earned his Daily bread.
   "And oft He had not sad but true
   A place to lay His Head"

   Oh may the hardy sons of Beare.
   His Sacred footsteps follow
   And with Him heavenly pleasures share.
   For those of earth are hollow.
   God's peace be to you Castletown

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Location

   Fanahy, Co. Cork

   Collector

   Maureen Harrington

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Fanahy, Co. Cork