Scoil: Beárna, Pálas Gréine

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Newtown Spout (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   4
   But each successive year alas.
   To ,n, Newtown brings a change.
   The natives they are leaving.
   And replaced by people strange.
   And now on summer evenings.
   There's no song or dance or shout.
   It's almost silent as the grave.
   Round the once merry sprout.

   5
   Tis sad to say farewell to home.
   And face a foreign shore.
   And in a distant clime to roam.
   And ne'er return more.
   But meet strange men and places.
   In every march and rout.
   And ne'er see the smiling faces.
   That I know round Newtown sprout.

   6
   But with Heavens help I'll come again.
   And strike for Irelands right.
   And aid to snap her rusty chain.
   And put her foes to flight.
   My foremost wish on earth would be.
   To hear freedom's ringing shout.
   And see the green flag waving free.

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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