Scoil: Béal Átha an Dá Chab (2) (uimhir rolla 13976)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Granuale

   

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   I
   Dreams to some come very true
   And comes with grief to more
   As to me about my country
   I mean old Erins shores.
   II
   I dreamt I sat upon a hill
   Beside a lonely vale
   This there I spied a comely maid
   And her name was Granuale.
   III
   As she drew near I then could hear
   By the pleasant morning gale
   As she went along she sang a song
   About poor old Granuale.
   IV
   I hastened my footsteps
   And her voice I heard it say
   Are you from the heavens about
   And what brought you this way.
   V
   'Twas with a sigh she did reply
   My grief I cannot conceal
   A partly earth brave William O Brien
   And he was sent to jail.
   VI

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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   Béarla

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   Essie Wolfe

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   Seoladh

   Stouke, Co. Cork