Moneyshanere

 ( Townlands Of County Londonderry ) 

Moneyshanere () is a townland lying within the civil parish of Kilcronaghan, County Londonderry, Northern Ireland. It lies in the north-west of the parish on the boundary with the civil parish of Ballynascreen, and it is bounded by the townlands of: Calmore, Drumcrow, Drumballyhagan Clark, Duntibryan, Granny, Moneyguiggy, Moybeg Kirley, and Tobermore. It was apportioned to the Drapers company and The Crown freeholds.

The townland was part of Tobermore electoral ward of the former Magherafelt District Council, however in 1926, it was part of Tobermore district electoral division as part of the Maghera division of Magherafelt Rural District. It was also part of the historic barony of Loughinsholin.

The town of Tobermore lies partially in this townland, and those of Calmore, Moyesset, and Tobermore. The local parish church of Kilcronaghan also lies within Moneyshanere.

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Etymology The Irish origin the name Moneyshanere derives from is unknown. Several possible origins have however been given over the years:

• Moín na Seánoir (bog of the old man/bard/druid)
• Muine Sean Iúir (thicket of old yews)
• Muine Sean Oir (thicket of old spindle trees)
• Muine Sean Fhéir (brake of the old coarse grass)
• Mona Sean Saighir (crest/ridge of the ancient priest)

Alfred Munn Moore in his Notes on the Place Names of the Parishes and Townlands of the County of Londonderry, makes note that St. Ciaran was known as the "ancient priest" or "Sean Saighir", possibly referring to St. Ciarán of Saigir.

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History

+ Population

+ Size (acres, roods, poles)

+ Earlier recorded forms

(O.S.) - Ordnance Survey map 1609 (Charter) - Charter of Londonderry 1613 (S.M.) Sampson's Map

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See also

• Kilcronaghan
• List of townlands in Tobermore
• Tobermore

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In literature Moneyshanere is remembered in F. L. Lucas's poem 'Her answer, in after years' (1935), Lucas, F. L., 'Her answer, in after years', from Poems, 1935, Cambridge University Press recalling a visit to County Londonderry and expressing a craving

For the twilit air by Moneyshanere

:That the peat-smoke scents afar,

For the stream that croons her lonely tunes

:By the road from Magherá.

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