Scoil: Adamstown (uimhir rolla 3755)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Ballad - The Ballyshannon Lane (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   O'er the rebels' grave did sail.
   The scenes of '98 that I relate
   Passed through my youthful brain,
   And I prayed for the dead from
   Raheen that fled
   In Ballyshannon Lane.
   I passed Jem Moore's and the old forge door
   Where old boy forged the pike.
   The night was kind, no rain or wind
   Blew over hill or dyke.
   At Furlong's gate I chanced to wait,
   And I thought how this youth was slain.
   The hessian crew, this lad they slew
   In Ballyshannon Lane.
   My mother, too. God-rest her soul.
   She showed me where he fell
   Across the lands, where Doyle's house stands
   He fought manfully and well.
   Beyond Kehoe's he chased the foes
   And many a hessian had slain,

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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   Topaicí

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

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Suíomh

   Ballyshannon, Co. Wexford

   Bailitheoir

   Michael O' Brien

   Inscne

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