{"id":549,"date":"2013-09-13T03:01:55","date_gmt":"2013-09-13T03:01:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=549"},"modified":"2016-10-11T03:45:51","modified_gmt":"2016-10-11T02:45:51","slug":"old-clonbroney","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/old-clonbroney\/","title":{"rendered":"Old Clonbroney"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p>This is a ghost story told to me by my mother, from her grandparents, either Kiernans Mill or Treacys. The roadway mentioned may have led onto the roads that lead to Old Clonbroney, or it may have led to a back wall, Im unsure.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<figure id=\"attachment_3211\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-3211\" style=\"width: 1245px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/old-clonbroney\/old-clonbroney-2\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-3211\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/Old-Clonbroney.jpg\" alt=\"Old Clonbroney - the graveyard in the poem. Image from Google StreetView\" width=\"1245\" height=\"433\" class=\"size-full wp-image-3211\" srcset=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/Old-Clonbroney.jpg 1245w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/Old-Clonbroney-300x104.jpg 300w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/Old-Clonbroney-768x267.jpg 768w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/Old-Clonbroney-1024x356.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/Old-Clonbroney-1140x395.jpg 1140w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/Old-Clonbroney-700x243.jpg 700w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/Old-Clonbroney-332x115.jpg 332w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1245px) 100vw, 1245px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-3211\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Old Clonbroney &#8211; the graveyard in the poem. Image from Google StreetView<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>One night dark walking along<br \/>\nA lane onto its end,<br \/>\nA neighbour walked up to a house<br \/>\nTo call upon a friend.<br \/>\nThe neighbour was new, his friends wife too<br \/>\nHad arrived not long ago,<br \/>\nAnd friendship new as neighbours do<br \/>\nThey called on one another each other to know.<\/p>\n<p>And as he approached the house,<br \/>\nHe wondered at how strange shadows moves,<br \/>\nIt looked as if it were a hearse,<br \/>\nAnd all of a sudden a sound of hooves,<br \/>\nAnd a wall through at terrific speed,<br \/>\nDriven by a horseman with no head,<br \/>\nA hearse up through the feilds fleed<br \/>\nTo Old Clonbroney with its dead.<\/p>\n<p>Our hero stood there shaking,<br \/>\nWondered if he imaged was what he had seen,<br \/>\nWhen the woman opened the door to the house,<br \/>\nAsked where the horses had been?<br \/>\nHe raced into the house so fast,<br \/>\nSlammed behind him the door,<br \/>\nTold how the hearse before him passed,<br \/>\nAnd where it came from before&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>That it went up to Old Clonbroney,<br \/>\nAfter driving through a wall,<br \/>\nBut it was not real: twas but a ghost,<br \/>\nFor the wall was not damaged at all.<br \/>\nAnd drinking whiskey strong his nerves setlled down,<br \/>\nThough still great in him was fear,<br \/>\nThough you may mock and you may frown,<br \/>\nYou too would shake if the headless horseman did appear&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>And in time the husband returned,<br \/>\nA miller he was by trade,<br \/>\nHe came to see his wife terrified,<br \/>\nAnd his neighbour, a man strong, afraid,<br \/>\nThey told him of the horseman,<br \/>\nOf the hearse, that the man had no head,<br \/>\nHe shrugged his shoulder with a sigh,<br \/>\nDeclared one of the neighbours dead.<\/p>\n<p>It was like the banshee,<br \/>\nThe miller said of the apparition,<br \/>\nWhen these neighbours died, the spectre you&#8217;d see,<br \/>\nSo was local superstition,<br \/>\nAnd so all a prayer they said,<br \/>\nFor their own and the deceased sake,<br \/>\nIts not told the name of who was dead,<br \/>\nOr if the miller and his neighbour slept or stayed that night awake!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This is a ghost story told to me by my mother, from her grandparents, either Kiernans Mill or Treacys. The roadway mentioned may have led onto the roads that lead to Old Clonbroney, or it may have led to a back wall, Im unsure. One night dark walking along A &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[22,77,23],"tags":[115,806,78,451,42,805,2342,807],"class_list":["post-549","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-family-stories","category-ghost-stories","category-north-longford","tag-ballinalee","tag-clonbroney","tag-ghost-story","tag-irish-ghost-story","tag-longford","tag-longford-ghost-story","tag-north-longford","tag-old-clonbroney","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-8R","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2959,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/gurteen-lake-and-the-curse-of-the-mccarthys\/","url_meta":{"origin":549,"position":0},"title":"Gurteen Lake and the Curse of the McCarthys","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"12th July 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"Verse from another legend from Longford recorded by the Irish Folklore Commission From Clonbroney the priest was travelling Was making his weary way When to call in on Protestant neighbours He decided to: was invited to stay For all children of Christ are Christian No matter how that they pray\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Folklore and Legend&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Folklore and Legend","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/folklore-and-legend\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"Gurteen Lake in Ballinalee","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Gurteen-Lake-in-Ballinalee-1.jpg?resize=350%2C200&ssl=1","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Gurteen-Lake-in-Ballinalee-1.jpg?resize=350%2C200&ssl=1 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Gurteen-Lake-in-Ballinalee-1.jpg?resize=525%2C300&ssl=1 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Gurteen-Lake-in-Ballinalee-1.jpg?resize=700%2C400&ssl=1 2x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/07\/Gurteen-Lake-in-Ballinalee-1.jpg?resize=1050%2C600&ssl=1 3x"},"classes":[]},{"id":4115,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/on-deaths-embrace-i-shall-sleep\/","url_meta":{"origin":549,"position":1},"title":"On Deaths Embrace, I Shall Sleep","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"5th November 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"On deaths embrace, I shall sleep With all my worries o\u2019re And those who liked or not, in memory me they keep They shall speak with me no more. 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