<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=567486" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On Hearing One Reciting Verses Of Callanan</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He recited Gougane Barra and the outlaw of Lough Lene<br>And my thoughts went back the long gone years to my school going days again<br>When our teacher recited those verses to us from the pen of a Cork born bardic man<br>The one whose bones rest in distant Portugal Jeremiah Joseph Callanan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The poems of J J Callanan will live forever more<br>And are recited far distant from green old Erin's shore<br>A true poet of the people though he died poor and young<br>And he was one of genius and his songs are still sung.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The poet and hedge school teacher his poems known far and wide<br>And greatness is a thing of him that can never be denied<br>He recited his verses in village and in town<br>And even in his too brief life Callanan knew renown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He recited Gougane Barra and it took me far away<br>To the school house room in Millstreet happy memories with us stay<br>When our teacher recited the poems of Callanan 'he was showing his years in gray'<br>Back in the nineteen fifties and that's going back many a day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Duggan">Francis Duggan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=567486" data-title="On Hearing One Reciting Verses Of Callanan de Francis Duggan" data-description="He recited Gougane Barra and the outlaw of Lough Lene And my thoughts went back the long gone years to my school going days again When our teacher recited those verses to us from the pen of a Cork born bardic man The one whose bones rest in distan..."></div> </div> </div>

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