ABHRAN GRÁDHUIGHTHEÓRA,
Leis an nGabhar Donn.
Feuch! iarraidh na srutháin an bóchna a choídh' !
Feuch! iarraidh an fhainleog a nead ins an tuighe !
An iongantach leat-sa dá n-iarrfadh mo chroídhe
A shuaimhneas i d' bhrollach, a mhúirnín na mbrígh!
Ní 'l suaimhneas le fághail dam 's an domhan so go bráth,
Muna dtugaidh tú dhamh-sa, a chuisle, do ghrádh,
Méideóchaidh do ghrádh-sa mo ghrádh-sa gan críoch
Mar mheuduighthear an teine le connlach 's an oídhch.
Och! tréigeann mo chiall mé! och! éist liom, a stóir !
Ní 'l ceol ins an domhan so acht ceol suairc do ghlóir,
Och! abair anois liom, a shiúirín ró-bhreágh, —
Mo rógha amháin thú, mo rógha go bráth !
'Nois éirghe a's tar liom, a ghrádh gheal mo chroídhe,
Siubhólamaoid sealadh fá reultaibh na h-oídh',
Inneósaidh mé dhuit-se, i d' cluasaibh amháin,
Gur tusa mo stóirín, a mhúirnín óig bháin!
Na h-éist le do mhathair, acht tar liom anois,
Béidh lonnraidhe do ghnúis-se 'ná aingeal i bhfis!
Nuair déirim i d' chluasaibh — is tusa mo ghrádh —
'S mar ghréin ghil ag éirge, éireóchaidh mo ráth!
Och! éirghe, a's tarrliom, deun deifir, a chuid!
Och! tréig nois gan mhoill suaimhneas socrach do nid,
A's cuirfead-sa sólás gan traochadh id chroidhe
A ghrádh geal na mbeannacht! mo mhúirnín a choídh!
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
