Scoil: Gort Leitreach (uimhir rolla 15960)
- Suíomh:
- Gort Leitreach, Co. Liatroma
- Múinteoir: Seosamh Mac Cionnaith
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- XML “Jack Reenan's Hob”
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- Jack Keenan's Hob
Good people, give ear to those lines I make mention
It is my intention the truth to lay down.
Concerning a hob, you may call it a hob.
It was built by no stob I can tell you profound
If you thing it a joke you may go in and smoke.
And believe not the Poet if you dont see and find
A hob, I can tell you in Jack Keenan's dwelling
Right well put together and plastered with lime
This hob it was built without splices or bits.
With stones that wont split by the fire or flame.
They were quarried and go in wonderful rock.
Where the sledges did hop like a shower of hail.
But when they were lifted both chiselled and clefted
Each binder was fitted neatly and sure
It will stand during ages exposed to the rages
Of burning hot blazes that all things consume
It was done with such knowledge so fir and solid.
We must only call it a structure of art.
That was undertaken by specification
But, surely, the mason, he done his own part.
The mother he used it could not be refused
It was wrought mixed and bruised in such elegant style
Without a mistake I can safely dictate
It will not separate or diminish by time
I'm sure all the burning in Pluto's dark dungeons
Would not leave it sundered disordered or cracked(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)- Bailitheoir
- Higgins
- Gairm bheatha
- Poet (Léirítear teidil na ngairmeacha i mBailiúchán na Scol sa bhunteanga inar cláraíodh iad)
- Seoladh
- Cluain Cuas, Co. Liatroma