School: Cill Díoma (B.) (roll number 6516)

Location:
Kildimo, Co. Limerick
Teacher:
Seosamh Ó Scealláin
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  1. "The Emigrants Farewell to Carrig & Corkamore.
    (Composed by Rev. Peter O'Shea of Ballyvareen, Kildimo, Co. Limerick.
    Died on the Australian Mission, 1887 aged 26 years)
    Note. Carrig-0-Gunnell is a ancient fortress overlooking the Shannon about four miles from Kildimo and 5 from Limerick. Battered by Ireton's army previous to the siege of Limerick 1650 during the Cromwellian wars.
    O'Dowd's history of Limerick.

    Scenes of my youth with a heart overflowing.
    I stand for the last time amid your gay bowers.
    To think with devotion and tender emotion.
    Of childhood & boyhood those bright sunny hours
    To view with affection & fond recollection.
    Ere I'm parted for ever from Erin's loved shore.
    The heart-thrilling scenes spread in every direction.
    Of fair verdant Carrig and sweet Corkamore.
    Ah! here 'mid those scenes have I gazed with emotion.
    Till the soft tears of sadness bedewed my young cheek.
    When I thought that ere long I should cross the broad ocean.
    In far off Columbia my fortune to seek.
    And when far from dear Erin my barque shall be steering.
    And I shall be feeling I'll ne'er see you more.
    I'll say with devotion and tender emotions.
    Fare-you-well verdant Carrig and sweet Corkamore
    And when by Columbia's broad rivers I'll wander.
    With love for old Ireland still fresh in my heart.
    Of the home of my youth every hour growing fonder
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
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        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
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