Volume: CBÉ 0190

Date
1936
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The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0190, Page 259

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The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0190, Page 259

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  1. (continued from previous page)
    that ever my eyes have seen
    I then drew near that I could hear
    the pleasant morning gale
    She went along and sung her song
    Saying I'm poor old Granuaile.
    III
    I thought she had a splendid harp
    by her side she let it fall
    The tune she played was Brian Boru
    Garryowen and To Tara's hall.
    God save Ireland was the next
    Our Martyrs died in gaol
    "You need not fret we'll
    have home [?] get"
    Says poor old Granuaile
    IIII
    In O Connell's time in '29 you had not brave men
    That struggled hard both day and night
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Item type
    Lore
    Writing mode
    Handwritten
    Writing script
    Roman script
    Informant