Scoil: Clochar na Trócaire, Drangan (uimhir rolla 7232)
- Suíomh:
- Drongán, Co. Thiobraid Árann
- Múinteoir: An tSr. M. Gráinne
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- XML Scoil: Clochar na Trócaire, Drangan
- XML Leathanach 291
- XML “The Walls of Rare Clonmel - by A Drangan Boy”
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Ar an leathanach seo
- I
My darling dwelt by Suir side,
'Mid the green woods of Gurteen,
When I became his happy bride,
And love lit up the scene;
Our days were then a round of joy,
No sorrows on us fell,
'Tis Cromwell's butchers hover'd high
The walls of Rare Clonmel
II
My darling left our native vale,
And in O'Neill's proud van,
His plume e'er fluttere'd in the gale,
Where the combat fiercest ran;
'Twas then the tears well'd in my eyes
As, o'er the conflicts swell,
I heard the warning victor cries -
"The walls of Rare Clonmel,(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)- Bailitheoir
- Teresa Walshe
- Inscne
- Baineann
- Seoladh
- Maigh Gabhra, Co. Thiobraid Árann