Volume: CBÉ 0485 (Part 2)

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1. Home Longings (continued)

   

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   Still the homeland rivers, gleaming- Shannon's bright, majestic stream,
   Lee and Foyle and Liffey, dancing, people still mine every dream;
   And the curfew's wakening whistle, and the sunset's dazzling glow,
   Call be back to friends and woodlands- kindle thoughts of long ago.
   Ah; but vain that witching longing- hopes deferred have hopeless grown;
   Mem'ry's waking powers are wasted- like the banished bird, I'm flown
   From homeland, and sadly, lonely, roam where fate doth guide me so,
   Led by phantom meteors only back to scenes long ago.

   

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   Lore

   Language

   English

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script

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   • John J. Walsh