School: Termonfeckin
- Location:
- Termonfeckin, Co. Louth
- Teacher: Bean Uí Mhurchadha
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0675, Page 163
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- Down by the sea and the flowing tide
On the Termonfectin strand
My aching thoughts for e'er abide
As I toil in a distant land.
And the burrows high they seem so nigh
As thy picture before my gaze,
With the bennet tall, and the se birds' call,
Haunt all my weary days.Since I came to this land so great & free,
I have met with fiends galore,
But never seen the same to me
As those I knew of yore,
And my heart still grieves for the Sunday eves
Where we roamed where fancy led
When the golden strand stretched either hand
From the Boyne to Clogherhead.I have worked through the cold and the deadly heat,(continues on next page)
- Collector
- J. Patton
