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A Song Written by Dan O'Hara

Around the Cuilcagh Mountains
There’s a rugged, lovely spot
It stands in County Cavan 
Beside the Shannon Pot 
There’s Glan, the Barrs, Blacklion 
Going down the auld long braes 
Where I rode my old black bicycle
For fifteen bob a day

Video by youtube user gowlan. Around The Cuilcagh Mountains and Belcoo Railway sang by Dan O'Hara at the Bush bar, Blacklion, West Cavan reunion, Aug, 1989.

 A poem by John O Rourke

Cuilcagh on Christmas day is squat and  immovable.

Stolidly I ascend the Oggal road towards Unshago.

Near the top Surveying North-Westerly in utter silence there is meditation.

A reed quivers in the mild light.

Man is thinking reed, Quinlan,the old professor once remarked.

In lotus position there is only God.

Ben ,

elongated, and back far reaching runs out to Sligo,

Its mountain a foggy grey blue.

Two bushes-branches entwined are dancing

One a Hindu goddess reaching out

The other in awesome rapture appears to bow.