A Farewell to Erin
An hour is a lang, lang timewhen sweet it is remembereda tune that fill’d the mountain passthe moment that we enter’d Though devious pleasures can be soughtand certus there are plentyI’m happier with a single thoughthappier far wi’ twenty the weary warld is owre too sma’the seasons mair the pityA smile o’glee and enchantmentamidst the […]
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