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Journal of the Irish Folk Song Society, Volume 2, Issue 7, Page 10

Journal of the Irish Folk Song Society, Volume 2, Issue 7, Page 10
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Irish Folk Song Society
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Journal of the Irish Folk Song Society
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2
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:1617A linibhoiguasa.lafuadaigbeadh saumbruigheanEider Achruim agra uaigeeas as-mo thruaigh -an Bc-Peep.Na le oir buidhe ar do guaillibh agus frinsighleofa sloe,Ta cnutaigh or do ghrumaigh agus lad dobhfuadach le gaoith.Do bhfeicfea Cuirt Bhalla br ehuintaighMhuighoSea arais breagh gheala to fada fui bhronSan Tigherna bron deacraeh eel tada bios se beoPal no chliabhan a chur a dtabamh cran seastagach spoirt.Gioroid Oig no pairte Mhic chaidhte no sgairtiDo Shiolraidh is do thanic o mhaibhireachumbaitheSaoghail fada go bfhada tu agus grasa ganpheacadh,Mur fuar Dunchu .0 Dailaigh go hard ansnaflaitheas.A ghiorfhiadha a tir so glacaidhigh a luingTeighidh on Sgriobsa no thor fairge a nunNil didion .agalbh chois chlaidhe no tuimNuar nach maision a Bc-Peep no an gallopeirDon.Chonaic me do Mhathair ar Shraid Bhaile inDoireSni leir dhi an Snaibhchi ohur a snathaid le salleM fuar sise sgeul is i reidh le bheith agiwtheachtGo bhfuar Si littir mi Sheala gur eag an ohraoibhnalbaigh.My noble young infant to be snatched awayand carried into a fairy castleBetween Aughrlm and the desert. My woe for130-Peep!With yellow.gold on his shoulders in fringeshanging down;-And his groom, with his tassels blown by thewind.If you would see the Court of Balla in theCounty Mayo,And all its. grand apartments, long undermourning;The Lord in deep sorrow (he cannot live long)For his kinsman, prince of sportsmen, nowlaid in the ground.Young Gerard, the best beloved, the virtuous,dearest son,Who sprang from worthy, noble parentsMay you enjoy the long life of grace withoutsin,As Donachu ODaly did in heaven.Ye hares of this country, you may go on ship-board,Quit your courses and go over sea;You will find, no protection in hedges or bushesSince Bo.Peep and the Brown Galloper aregone..1 saw his mother on the street of Oak Town,She could not see to thread a needle sinceShe got the news as she was ready to leave theplace,She got a letter under a seal that the Top-branch was dead.# . aAoJr. i twH I J J I j(J1 J -ItJ JJ ji,...This beautiful air and dialogue poem in Irish has been, sent by FatherQuinn from Cooley, Carlingfm d, Co. Louth. We are told that the poem isattributed to Art McCooey, one of a set of Northern poet who, inherited thetraditions of the old bards, and who here laments the fallen fortunes of theGaol. Those acquainted with the ancient historic literature of Ireland will seea parallel between this invitation of the fairy woman and the dialogue betweenMurrogh, son of Brian Borou, and Dunlaing OHartagain, on the morning ofthe battle of Clontarf. For the fairy-rath tradition see also the poem onGearraid Moor, and, in fact, nearly every elegy for one dying in youth.Of. Milton in Lycidas, dallying with false surmise. C. M. F.DIR CRILL CBEA.GAN.Ag uir Oils Creagan seadh chodair me raoirfaoi bhroinS le h-eirighiclh na maidne thanaie aindir famo dheir be pegBhi gruaidh ghis dhaite ci agus boindir nociabh mar orBe aoibhness an dhiomhain bheit ag amarc airan riogan 0g.THE CHURCHYARD OF KILCREGGAN.In the churchyard of Kiboreggan sadly I- sleptlast night,And with the rising of the day a maiden cameton ards me with a kiss,Her brow cobourec like the swan and a lustrein her hair like gold;It was the greatest of pleasures to be lookingat the young queen.V
issue Number
7
page Number
10
periodical Author
[Periodical]
issue Publication Date
1967-01-01T00:00:00
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Journal of the Irish Folk Song Society, Volume 2, Issue 7

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