Scoil: Cill Tulaigh (uimhir rolla 15166)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Weather-Lore

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   Here is a peom with a lot of weather guides contained in it.
   I
   The stormy winds begin to blow,
   The clouds look black the glass is low,
   The suter falls down, the Spaniards sleep
   And spiders from their Cobwebs creep;
   Last night the sun went pale to bed
   The moon so hallowed hid her head
   The Colding shepherd heaves a sigh
   to see a rainbow span the sky.
   The walls are damp the ditches smell
   Closed is the pink-eye pinker nell
   Hark! how the chairs and tables crack
   Old Betty's joints are on the racks.
   II
   Lo o'er the grass the swallow wings
   The cricket too how sharp he sings
   The puss on the hearth with velvet paws
   Sits wiping o'er his whiskered jaws
   My dog so altered in his taste
   Ginds mutton bones and grasps a feast
   Hark! how the chairs and tables crack:
   Old Betty's joints are on the rack.

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   Béarla

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   Eileen Keogh

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   Baineann

   Seoladh

   Cill Arbha, Co. na Gaillimhe

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   John Keogh

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   Cill Arbha, Co. na Gaillimhe