AḂRAN GRÁḊUIĠṪEÓRA,
Leis an nGaḃar Donn.
Feuċ! iarraiḋ na sruṫáin an bóċna a ċoíḋ' !
Feuċ! iarraiḋ an ḟainleog a nead ins an tuiġe !
An iongantaċ leat-sa dá n-iarrfaḋ mo ċroíḋe
A ṡuaiṁneas i d' ḃrollaċ, a ṁúirnín na mbríġ!
Ní 'l suaiṁneas le fáġail dam 's an doṁan so go bráṫ,
Muna dtugaiḋ tú ḋaṁ-sa, a ċuisle, do ġráḋ,
Méideóċaiḋ do ġráḋ-sa mo ġráḋ-sa gan críoċ
Mar ṁeuduiġṫear an teine le connlaċ 's an oíḋċ.
Oċ! tréigeann mo ċiall mé! oċ! éist liom, a stóir !
Ní 'l ceol ins an doṁan so aċt ceol suairc do ġlóir,
Oċ! abair anois liom, a ṡiúirín ró-ḃreáġ, —
Mo róġa aṁáin ṫú, mo róġa go bráṫ !
'Nois éirġe a's tar liom, a ġráḋ ġeal mo ċroíḋe,
Siuḃólamaoid sealaḋ fá reultaiḃ na h-oíḋ',
Inneósaiḋ mé ḋuit-se, i d' cluasaiḃ aṁáin,
Gur tusa mo stóirín, a ṁúirnín óig ḃáin!
Na h-éist le do ṁaṫair, aċt tar liom anois,
Béiḋ lonnraiḋe do ġnúis-se 'ná aingeal i ḃfis!
Nuair déirim i d' ċluasaiḃ — is tusa mo ġráḋ —
'S mar ġréin ġil ag éirge, éireóċaiḋ mo ráṫ!
Oċ! éirġe, a's tarrliom, deun deifir, a ċuid!
Oċ! tréig nois gan ṁoill suaiṁneas socraċ do nid,
A's cuirfead-sa sólás gan traoċaḋ id ċroiḋe
A ġráḋ geal na mbeannaċt! mo ṁúirnín a ċoíḋ!
THE SENTIMENTS OF OUR SUBSCRIBERS
Cal — Ferndale, Rev. M. Kiely.
Md — Libertytown. Rev. John Paul White.
Mass — Boston, P. Doody — Holyoke, J Phillips,
M. Corduff, per Mr. Phillips — Springfield, P. F
Hagarty, — Malden, Mr. P. Casey.
Mo — St Louis, Joseph Tierney.
N. Y — Brooklyn L. Slavin, Wm J Dunn — City
M. Doyle.
O — Stubenville, Bryan McGuinness, per. A
Lally, Wheeling, W Va.
Vt — Gouldsville, Edmond Ryan.
Wash — Tacoma, John J. Joyce.
W Va — Wheeling, A Lally, M. Lally, Mrs. Jo¬
seph Leavy, Miss Mary McDonough, per A Lally.
We regret to have to record the demise of ano¬
ther Wheeling Gael. Friend Lally says. — I am
sorry to tell you that another noble friend and a
supporter of the Gaodhal is buried — Mr. Darby
McDonough, one of the oldest and best known
citizens of Wheeling. To know him once was to
know him always, for the cheerful countenance
and bloom of youth he carried under a snow-white
hair, made a lasting impression on one's mind.
He was 75 years of age, born and raised in the
parish of Athenry, county Galway, Ireland ; came
to this country in ’46, and lived in wheeling since
'52. Though far from being poor, he left no
great accumulated wealth, but left what is better
— a well-raised family of one son and three daugh¬
ters, who are a credit to themselves and an honor
to his memory. —
May his soul rest in peace.
Any of our readers who have I¬
rish songs which they think have
not been published, should send
them to us that we may publish
them, and thus preserve the idiom
of the language
