Scoil: Pádraig Naofa, Droichead Banndan

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Barry Óg (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   throng
   For heart and hand she long had pledged to Roche of Poll na Long
   Oft when night was closing to a burning summer's day,
   From 'neath his castle's frowning fall, his barque would speed away;
   Nor stopped his oar, or stayed his hand, till one feeble ray of light
   Shone from his darling's window for to guide him through the night.

   Mc Carthy Riagh, Kilgobbin's lord, the lady, too did claim
   But to him, as to others, Barry Óg replied the same.
   ''The man who wins my darling child must bear the palm away,
   From all his rivals for the prize on our next Lady's Day
   For he who plucks the scarlet rose, that grows on yon green tower,
   Will call Eibhlín Barry Og his own before another hour."

   The day has dawned which shall decide, whose bride shall Eibhlin be,
   And by the Bandon's pleasant side, the sight was fair to see,
   Five of Munster's greatest chiefs are climbing high the wall,

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

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