School: Achadh Mín, Dundalk (roll number 3407)

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1. The Legend of the Long Woman's Grave (continued)

   

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   him in the face
   "Beneath this sod there lies" said he, "last of a noble race"
   I asked to hear the story told he only shook his head
   "Youll here it all to-night my boy before you sleep in bed".
   IV
   Beside a turf sod fire that night we all quite coy sat
   The schoolmaster and mistress, Tom, John, Mick, Owen, and Pat
   And in the corner, on the hob, sat Kate and dear old Ned
   And though we heard his well-known voice we scarce could see his head.
   V
   He took the cutty from his mouth and thus the tale began
   My father told it by this hearth when a grey stooped old man
   A cushla, we were courting then we'd sit on that settle-bed
   Ah, when he came to the dying part how we shook with fear and dread
   VI
   About two hundred years a-back there lived

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   History Edit

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Joe Rice

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Mullaghattin, Co. Louth

   Informant

   Sheila Rice

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Aghameen, Co. Louth