Scoil: Poulfur

Ar an leathanach seo

1. The Mummers (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   In case he may be here,
   Straight out of hand,
   I do demand,
   Him quickly to appear.
   II
   O, silly Russian do you think,
   My name to exterpate,
   Or to destroy my christiandom,
   That was strong the creed by faith,
   My capital you thought to take,
   But my lofty walls defied,
   For it would take a whole week long,
   Around them for to ride.
   When in my court,
   You did behold,
   Full fifty conquered crowns,
   A golden store,
   Some silver-ore,
   And shining gold around,
   A single combat on you I call,
   Your life for to defend,
   Tis with my steel your book I'll spill,
   Or Mahomed is at an end,
   III
   Mahomed dear I am your friend,
   The truth to you now tell,

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Patrick Barden

   Inscne

   Fireann

   Seoladh

   An Ghráinseach, Co. Loch Garman