Scoil: Johnstown (C.) (uimhir rolla 2919)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Local Signs with regard to the Weather

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   The Hollow winds begin to blow.
   The clowds look black the glass is low.
   The soot falls down the spaniels sleep,
   And spiders from their cobwebs creep.
   Last night the sun went pale to bed
   The moon in halos hid her head
   The boding shepherd heaves asigh
   To see a rainbow span the sky
   The walls are damp the ditches smell
   Close to the pinkeye pimper nell
   Hark how the chairs and table crack
   Old Betty's joints are on the rack
   Loud whack the ducks the peacocks cry
   The distant hills are looking nigh
   How restless are the snorting swine
   The busy flys disturb the kine
   Low oer the grass the swallow wings
   The ^ too how sharp she sings,
   Puss on the hearth with velvet paws
   Sits wiping over her whiskered jaws
   Through the clear stream the fishes rise
   And nimbly catch the uncautions flies
   The glowworms numerous and bright
   Illumined the dewy dell last night

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Peggy Curran

   Inscne

   Baineann

   Faisnéiseoir

   Edmond Curran

   Gaol

   Duine gaolta (nach tuismitheoir ná seantuismitheoir)

   Inscne

   Fireann

   Seoladh

   Cúirt an Phúcaigh, Co. Chill Chainnigh