School: Baile Stiabhna, Askeaton (roll number 7900)

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1. Spring Thoughts (continued)

   

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   Be strong, my heart, in hour of trial
   And flinch not under fire
   The darkest night has a sun-lit morn
   And Heaven than earth is higher
   And Spring will come when Winter's past
   Eternal joy be ours at last
   In God's celestial choir

   
   Written by

   T. B. Naughton
   Ballycanana

   
   Words supplied by Mary Naughton (niece)

   

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2. The Days Gone By

   

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   Oh, the days gone by! Oh, the days gone by! The rosy dimple in the cheek, the mischief in the eye. The merry mad-cap prancing and the fun when out at play The 'ructions' and the 'bobberies' in the school yard every day. And we "kiss'd hands" to the girls when the master wasn't nigh Oh! my heart was very happy in the days gone by. Oh the days gone by, when I used to 'slinge' from school And I loitered by the river and was 'found out' as a rule, When fairies peopled every glen as in the days of yore And our happy homes rang lustily with song and dance galore. No vacant chair was by our hearth- 'tis since the Banshie's cry Was heard for him who shielded me, in days gone by.

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   Topics

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

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Mary Naughton

   Gender

   Female

   Informant

   T. B. Naughton