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There is no better place
in the surface of the earth,
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for it is I who's here on slopes of mountains
on Caspian beech I lean to wave my love to you
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"How did our family get here, Grandmother?"
"I don't know; I think it was during the Potato Famine..."
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Why die along beside you ?
Don’t ask me as you kneel !
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O’ flora be settled,
in ringlets of scarlet and three.
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O little flame, Whenever darkness falls,
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Enchanting place,
this fairyland...
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It was the man himself, Michael Collins,
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Where souls long forgotten, clashed at the Bloody Bridge
below the slopes of Slieve Donard and Slieve Commedagh,
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Who shall gather roses
in the gardens of Belfast,
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Ireland Oh ireland
What a beautiful place to see
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These great girls
Just out of school. Summer's started
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Just give me a few moments
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The only place where I want to end my days
The only country I long for
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Cúchulainn, man of men, and lord of lords,
Man of steel in this universe of rust,
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Riding westward, swaying in my seat, / the ever-present speeding sounds, the rhythmic / clickity-clack-clickity-clack / plays fata morgana to my senses / cataloging the scenery / slowly sliding by. / In those
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Penned whilst in Ireland on a garden tour with fellow gardeners from West Australia.
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When I sit amidst the heather And stare across the moors-
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