NOT as a woman of the English weeping over a lord of the
English
Do I weep
A cry that scarcely stirs the heart!
I lament as it is in my blood to lament
Castle and stronghold are broken,
And the sovereign of the land beside the lake lies dead
Mahon O'Reilly!
In his day the English were broken:
I weep beside Loch Sheelin and the day is long and grey!
Breffne Caoinc
written byPadraic Colum
© Padraic Colum