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Ar an leathanach seo

1. An Exile's Longing (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Those lines that made thousands built castles in air
   I would leisurely go to his spirit invited
   And basque in the sunshine of lovely Adare

   VI

   Then onward to Limerick my way I'd be wending
   The scene is inviting 'tis duty that calls
   And mentally conjure it's maidens offending
   Before the invader her time honoured walls
   And dear Ballyneety sure I could not dismiss it
   A visit to there would enchance my delight
   The ground is so sacred I'd kneel down and kiss it
   Where Sarsfield gave William a taste of his might

   VII

   I'd bend on to Wicklow where valour and beauty
   And love for old Erin lies closely entwined

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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