Imleabhar: CBÉ 0485 (Cuid 2)
- Dáta
- 1938
- Bailitheoir
- Suíomh
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An Príomhbhailiúchán Lámhscríbhinní, Imleabhar 0485, Leathanach 0369
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ÍoslódáilAr an leathanach seo
- (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)With eloquence - to him
More than from dissembling men;
While the quick streams as they pass,
To the baby blades of grass
Babble words of joy and love
Caught from out the realms above,
And our hearts are filled with cheer
As we gaze upon the clear
Rippling waters glide away,
And we think we hear them say,
"Love and hope and joy we bring."
'Tis the message of the Spring. - One mistake he made, but he did not see
At first, it's full entirety.
He vainly sought to grasp and understand
The cause of his engulfing misery,
Until he heard a voice from Heaven say
That this frail shackle to full liberty(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)