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

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1. The Battle of Knocknanaus (continued)

   

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   From grey Killnamullah the Monks came with prayer.
   To gether the bones that lay long bleaching there.
   And they placed them devoutly where friars kneel around.
   That their dust might repose on the Sanctified ground.

   Now victor and vanquished lie under the sod.
   And their works have been judged at the throne of their God.
   And their war cries and triumphs are hushed as the grave,
   On the field where they battled to Conquer of save.

   The spirit of Erin yet rise anew.
   And red Knocknanaus wear an emerald hue.
   And the Gaols shall exult in full freedoms bright day.
   When the dark nights has passed and the clouds roll away.

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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