School: Iomaire Buí (B.) (roll number 9817)

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1. The Battle of Knocknanaus (continued)

   

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   And his broad sword shall cleave Saxon Helmet no more.
   The Valliant Collketto laid in his fame.
   While the doemen still quaked at the dread of his name.

   Three women came weighing and waiting at night.
   To seek for their husbands who fell in the flight.
   And the moon of their caioning spread wide in the air.
   Like the sign of a nation sunk deep in despair.

   The wolf has a feast on that blood sodden plain
   And the raven is gorged with the flesh of the slain.
   And the peasant shrinks from that hillside of death.
   And he mentions the place with a fear shaken breath

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   History Edit

   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   E. Mc Sweeney

   Address

   Ummeraboy East, Co. Cork