Imleabhar: CBÉ 0460 (Cuid 1)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. An Ancient Pottery (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Thick thronged sweet thoughts of other
   days and other friends to me.
   [2]
   Dreams of the blossomed bean fields, so odourous
   and green
   The Woodbine covered cottages along the
   wayside seen
   The causeway that St Patrick built, to march
   across the seas,
   The dashing of the wild waves against the
   wild Saltees.
   [3]
   The Seaman's dread, and guilt from afar, lone
   Tuskar's pharos-isle,
   The pleasant fields of farthest Carne, fair Bargy's
   lordly pile.
   The leaning tower, the ruin'd [lane?] of Our Lady's
   island Lake
   By pilgrim's visited of old, their peace with
   heaven to make.
   [4]
   The stone-girt paddocks on the hill, which
   own no feudal lord,
   Wrung from the rock by squatters' bold and
   robed in greenest sward

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

   Stair Athraigh

   Dáta

   31 Iúil 1937

   Cineál míre

   Seanchas

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Modh scríbhneoireachta

   Lámhscríofa

   Script scríbhneoireachta

   Cló Gaelach

   Bailitheoir

   • Domhnall de Buitléir

   Faisnéiseoir

   • Tomás Ó Ciaráin