Scoil: Bán-Tír (C.) (uimhir rolla 2804)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. A Legend of Muckross Abbey Killarney (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   As slow they bore the placid corpse
   Unto its silent grave.

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   That Abbey lies in ruins,
   Its Monks sleep in the Lord,
   But still one aged yew-tree
   Bends o’er the sunken sward,
   And old men say, that round the clay
   Where Brother James was laid,
   Seraphic music still is heard
   Within the midnight Shade.

   J. C. Deady.

   

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

   Stair Athraigh

2. Midsummer Night in Ireland

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   My Eily, dear, do you forget that bright midsummer noon,
   When we two wandered down the glen among the flowers of June,
   Where danced the weirdly lusmore bells at every zephyr’s sigh
   And the four plumes were nodding o’er the fairy rath hard by?
   How chastely o’er the Holy Well the lilies pale bend low
   To kiss the rippling wavelets in their onward murmuring flow.
   The purple heath flung fragrance from the height of

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Julia C Deady

   Inscne

   Baineann

   Seoladh

   Bántír, Co. Chorcaí