Scoil: De Freyne (uimhir rolla 16457)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Mary Óg Machree

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   Dear Erin's heath-clad mountains,
   Are beautiful to view.
   Likewise her hills and fountains,
   And lakes of rolling blue.
   But on those hills and sparkling rills,
   There are no joys for me.
   Since you beneath the clay now sleep,
   Young Mary Og Machree.
   II
   And fond memory brings me back
   The hours when oe'r the mountains will.
   I wandered through those perfume bowers,
   With Mary, young and mild.
   And when beneath those shady trees,
   We sat down silently,
   Or listening to the blustering breeze
   With Mary Og Machree.
   III
   Her cheeks were like the rose so red,
   Upon the mountain side.
   Her neck was like the foam that flows,
   Down by Lough Gara's tide.
   Her eyes shone like two diamonds,
   Most beautiful to see.
   And my hearts delight, day and night

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Annie Grady

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   Baineann

   Faisnéiseoir

   Michael Grady

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   Fireann

   Seoladh

   Clogarnach, Co. Ros Comáin