Ireland In May
F Francis Duggan
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The place where i first saw the light of day
From where i now live far away
And yet the memories with me stay
Of Ireland in the month of May
When the lark above the mountain sing
Such joy such thoughts to me does bring
A fading musical speck in the gray sky
He sing as to the clouds he fly
The old fields lush and green from recent showers
Are looking resplendent in their Nature's flowers
And cattle out of wintering sheds of eating silage and hay
On nourishing Spring grass gain weight by the day
Some old memories with us do remain
The song of the robin i hear again
And the dipper singing in the rill
That babbles down-land from the hill
The past in the forever gone
Yet some memories in me do live on
And perhaps till death with me will stay
Of Ireland in the month of May.
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