There is a green island
in lone Gougane Barra,
Where Allua of songs rushes forth as an
arrow;
In deep-valley'd Desmond - a thousand wild fountains
Come down to that lake from their homes in the mountains.
There grows the
wild ash, and a time stricken willow
Looks chidingly down on the
mirth of the billow;
As, like some gay child, that sad monitor
scorning,
It lightly laughs back to the laugh of the morning.
by J.J. Callanan.
St. Finbarr's Oratory
Tel. (087) 784 2534. (9AM-6PM.)
Intl. +353 87 784 2534.
National Forest Park
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Sli Gaeltacht Mhuscrai
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Missing from Gougane Barra
Altar Stone from Old Church Site on Island