Scoil: St Theresa's, Coachford (uimhir rolla 14022)

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1. The Sweet Shady Groves of Clontead

   

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   It being in the month of October,
   To Cork I was going my way.
   All nature seemed dreary and lonely,
   No creature I noticed that day.
   I spied a fair maiden most lonely,
   As she sat down sewing in the shade.
   By the lovely sweet village of Coachford,
   And the sweet shady groves of Clontead.
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   To approach her at once I stepped forward,
   In a customary motion of grace.
   I bowed to her Lady-ship lovely,
   Most frankly I told her my case.
   I said of she'd make me her own love,
   She need not hence forth be afraid.
   My bride I will make you in Coachford,
   By the sweet shady groves of Clontead.
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   This maiden replied in a moment,
   In as gentle a tone as can be.

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

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Suíomh

   Cluain Téide Mhór, Co. Chorcaí

   Bailitheoir

   Tony Mahony

   Inscne

   Fireann

   Seoladh

   Cluain Téide Bheag, Co. Chorcaí