School: Drom Dhá Liag (C.) (roll number 12230)
- Location:
- Drimoleague, Co. Cork
- Teacher: Máire, Bean Uí Dhrisceoil
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0301, Page 246
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- (continued from previous page)The tables are set and furnished
With vessels of bygone years
And the heroes of Cape Clear's stronghold
Keep their feast with loud jests and cheers
Rich fruits from the Isles of Adventure
Gay brocades, vintage rare of yore
Are heaped high upon the trestles
And the music swells more and more
Then tales of the past are chanted
Tales of treasure, of heroes' great fame
And many brave names are whispered
In the light of the moon's pale flame
If you venture you'll hear them singing
With visions you'll see the crew
Of the phantom ship that passes
Like swift glimpse of fair morning's dew
But the days and the years are passing
And the Castle's walls show decay
But "the wee folk" still guard its treasure
Be they nought but fable and lay
Still at eve comes that phantom galleon
Heavy laden with rarest store
Floating light as a gossamer wave crest
And its croon mixed with ocean's roar.
(Author unknown)
