Scoil: Coralstown (uimhir rolla 1314)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. Song (ar lean)

   “He is dead, he is dead, yes he is dead.”

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   So fair Westmeath put on your crape
   And mourn for well you may
   The best of all your dear young priests
   From earth has passed away
   Here midst a silent murmuring throng
   They lowly laid him down.
   Where the yew trees wave over the lonesome grave
   In the glens of Coralstown.

   
   And well this dreary winter's eve
   We may lament his loss
   While here on earth he dearly loved
   The shamrock and the cross
   And writing in his country's cause
   He made those tyrants frown
   Long in memory green may his grave be seen
   In the glens of Coralstown.

   
   Preaching from the pulpit here
   His equal was not found
   Go search the diocese far and near
   And all this country round
   His sermons on the Sacred Heart
   Have won him high renown.

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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