Th' an'am an Dhia, but there it is--
The dawn on the hills of Ireland.
God's angels lifting the night's black veil
From the fair sweet face of my sireland!
O Ireland, isn't it grand, you look
Like a bride in her rich adornin',
And with all the pent up love of my heart
I bid you the top of the morning.
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For dear is the Emerald Isle of the ocean,
Whose daughters are fair as the foam of the wave,
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For dear is the Emerald Isle of the ocean,
Whose daughters are fair as the foam of the wave,
Whose sons unaccustom'd to rebel commotion,
Tho' joyous, are sober--tho' peaceful, are brave.
O, love is the soul of a true Irishman;
He loves all that's lovely, loves all that he can,
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O, love is the soul of a true Irishman;
He loves all that's lovely, loves all that he can,
With his sprig of shillelagh and shamrock so green.
When Erin first rose from the dark-swelling flood,
God blessed the green island, he saw it was good.
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When Erin first rose from the dark-swelling flood,
God blessed the green island, he saw it was good.
The Emerald of Europe, it sparkled and shone
In the ring of this world, the most precious stone.
Every Irishman has a potatoe in his head.
Every Irishman has a potatoe in his head.
There is no language like the Irish for soothing and quieting.
There is no language like the Irish for soothing and quieting.
An Irishman's heart is nothing but his imagination.
An Irishman's heart is nothing but his imagination.
Why should Ireland be treated as a geographical fragment of
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Why should Ireland be treated as a geographical fragment of
England . . . Ireland is not a geographical fragment, but a
nation.
There is a stone there,
That whoever kisses,
Oh! he never misses
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There is a stone there,
That whoever kisses,
Oh! he never misses
To grow eloquent.
'Tis he may clamber
To a lady's chamber
Or become a member
Of Parliament.
Eternal is the fact that the human creature born in Ireland and
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Eternal is the fact that the human creature born in Ireland and
brought up in its air is Irish. I have lived for twenty years in
Ireland and for seventy-two in England; but the twenty came first
and in Britain I am still a foreigner and shall die one.
