Scoil: Taobh Breac (uimhir rolla 15227)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. The Gray Stone on the Heath (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   5. ‘Twere like in those wanderings at eve he met
   At the curve of the valley there
   ‘Mong the heather bells with dew drops wet,
   A maiden surpassing fair.
   Whom he loved and brought to his shepherd’s cot,
   From her home by the brooklet’s side
   To share his hamlet and fleecy flocks
   A radiant and happy bride.

   6. All else is told by this rock, crowned spot:
   How the loved one sickened and died
   How the shepherd bore her away from the cot
   Up the slope of the Crown hillside
   And buried her deep ‘mong the startled sheep
   That, noting their altered mein,
   Stood watching their masters in huddled groups
   As though they had strangers been.

   7. The shepherd often at evening came
   To sit and mourn his love
   And brought his chair ‘Tis the very same
   That is there on the hill above
   Near the grave-stone gray: and for many a day
   He sat in that lonely seat,
   Till the rock below received the print
   Of the sorrowing giants feet

   Finis

   

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

   Stair Athraigh

2. Daniel McDonald and the Fairies

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   

   Níl tú logáilte isteach, ach tá fáilte romhat tras-scríobh a dhéanamh go hanaithnid. Sa chás seo, déanfar do sheoladh IP a stóráil ar mhaithe le rialú cáilíochta.

   1. Old Daniel McDonald, the fiddler, sat At eve on the Fairy Knowes [sic], That rise from the smooth green, grassy flat, Where the sheep and the cattle browse. He was weary and worn, and he sat to think And played him a lonely tune As the sun in the west was beginning to sink Giving place to the rising moon. 2. ‘Twas a sad, sad tune that he softly played, With a slow and solemn measure: And the sun on the mountain top delayed As loath to forego the pleasure, A glorious sight! The western sky Was one bright golden glow That hollowed the top of the mountain high And melted away below. 3. Till the erstwhile lonely and cold grey earth, With its glory was all replete From the mountain top where the rays got birth To where, near the minstrel’s feet,

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

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