Scoil: An Cluainín Uí Ruairc (C.) (uimhir rolla 10945)
- Suíomh:
- Cluainín, Co. Liatroma
- Múinteoir: Charlotte G. Dillon
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- XML Scoil: An Cluainín Uí Ruairc (C.)
- XML Leathanach 042
- XML “Murtagh Mac Sharry's Revenge - A Leitrim Tale of 1641”
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Ar an leathanach seo
- (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)That daily range o'er Breffny's plains,
To waste with fire and sword?
But hark-those shrieks of wildest woe,
That pierce the hovering gloom
No heralds they of that brighter day,
But the knell of a fearful doom.
Oh God, what awful tale of death
Doth this midnight horror tell,
Hath Thy strong night arm but forth Its Power
As when Sodom's fate befell? But no-our people's cup is filled,
Oh, Sorrow black is theirs,
And they merit not that Heaven's wrath
Should heavier weight their cares.
Ha! There it is! The clash of steel,
The muskets' volleying roar,
Christ save us all, the foreign friends
Ply their work of blood once more.
Woe, woe, for all the 'fenceless ones
In Sligo town that bide,
The grandsire grey and the Colleen gay,
And the babe by its mother's side.
The cloistered monks in yon hoary pile
Our fathers joyed to raise,
No more shall file through dim light aisle
To chant their hymns of praise(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)- Bailitheoir
- John Mc Dermott
- Inscne
- Fireann
- Gairm bheatha
- Student (Léirítear teidil na ngairmeacha i mBailiúchán na Scol sa bhunteanga inar cláraíodh iad)
- Seoladh
- Cluainín, Co. Liatroma