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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.

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The groves of Blarney
They look so charming
Down by the purling
Of sweet, read more

The groves of Blarney
They look so charming
Down by the purling
Of sweet, silent brooks.

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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.

by John Locke Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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Every Irishman has a potatoe in his head.

Every Irishman has a potatoe in his head.

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The dust of some is Irish earth,
Among their own they rest.

The dust of some is Irish earth,
Among their own they rest.

by John Kells Ingram Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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We . . . are no petty people. We are one of the great stocks of
Burke; we are read more

We . . . are no petty people. We are one of the great stocks of
Burke; we are the people of Swift, the people of Emmet, the
people of Parnell. We have created most of the modern literature
of this country. We have created the best of its political
intelligence.

by William Butler Yeats Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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When anyone asks me about the Irish character, I say look at the
trees. Maimed, stark and misshapen, but read more

When anyone asks me about the Irish character, I say look at the
trees. Maimed, stark and misshapen, but ferociously tenacious.

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There came to the beach a poor Exile of Erin,
The dew on his thin robe was heavy and read more

There came to the beach a poor Exile of Erin,
The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill;
For his country he sigh'd, when at twilight repairing.
To wander along by the wind-beaten hill.
But the day star attracted his eyes' sad devotion,
For it rose o'er his own native isle of the ocean,
Where once in the fire of his youthful emotion
He sang the bold anthem of Erin-go-bragh.

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An Irishman's heart is nothing but his imagination.

An Irishman's heart is nothing but his imagination.

by George Bernard Shaw Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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Dear Erin, how sweetly thy green bosom rises!
An emerald set in the ring of the sea.
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Dear Erin, how sweetly thy green bosom rises!
An emerald set in the ring of the sea.
Each blade of thy meadows my faithful heart prizes,
Thou queen of the west, the world's cushla ma chree.

by John Philpot Curran Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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