Scoil: Sheanmore (uimhir rolla 16197)

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1. Transcription

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine,
   Go, sleep with the sunshine of fame on thy slumbers,
   Till touched by some handless unworthy than mine.
   If pulse of the patriot, soldier or lover
   Have throbbed at our lay tis thy geobry [?] alone;
   I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over
   Anot all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own.

   

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

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   Teanga

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   Bríghid Ní Ódhra

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