Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард)
Sprays of Shamrock
Just a few songs of her,
Not of the wrongs of her
Many and bitter and long though they be,--
Songs of the hills of her,
Songs of the rills of her,
Ireland, set like a gem in the sea!
Just a few songs of her,
Not of the thongs of her,
She that is bound, and yet fain would be free,--
Songs of the gleams of her,
Glamours and dreams of her,
Ireland, girt by the arms of the sea!
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