Scoil: Dún Drongáin (B.) (uimhir rolla 7231)

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1. A Reverie - 1912 (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   To be sought for in society
   And lionized when there.
   Each nation holds some freak aloft_
   Its own peculiar craze -
   While Vice, with midnight torch in hand,
   Encircles with a blaze,
   And oh! what horrid crimes appear
   Within that lurid flame!
   Has mankind lost his manliness?
   And womanhood her shame?
   Will no one stop their mad career?
   Destruction looms ahead!
   The flimsy joys of life but hide
   The abys dark and dread!
   Good holy men of prayer + thought
   Look on that wanton crowd _
   Nor do they zeal + courage lack
   To voice their thoughts aloud.
   They ask them in the name of God
   To mend their evil ways;
   They point them out the duties
   Which should occupy their days
   In vain they chide the lavish lore
   Bestowed on foolish brutes.
   While human hearts unnoticed, break
   From sorrow's cankered root _

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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