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   Profanes this loved, but honoured dust,
   A young ash tree, a grassy mound,
   Some fragrant flowers blooming round,
   Denote my father's grave.

   III
   My father's grave! what visions fond!
   What sad, yet tender, thoughts respond
   To that full chord which vibrates loud
   At memory's touch, what feelings crowd
   Around my father's grave.

   IV
   Could I from changeful fortune claim
   The gift of riches, power, and fame.
   Yet still my first, my only care,
   My constant wish would be to share
   My father's lowly grave.

   V
   Oh! could I all my thoughts unfold
   Or could the tender tale be told
   Of all my heart have known and felt
   Since first in bitter grief I knelt
   Beside my fathers grave.

   VI
   What e'er may be my wanderings yet,
   I think I never shall forget,
   That young ash tree, that grassy mound
   Those fragrant flowers blooming around
   My father's rustic grave.

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. seánra
      1. filíocht
         1. filíocht na ndaoine (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Alice Anderson

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Lukeswell, Co. Chill Chainnigh