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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 39 |
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From rocky Inis Saimer to Coolnargit sand-hills gray; While far upon the southern line, to guard it like a
wall, The Leitrim mountains clothed in blue, gaze calmly
over all, And watch the ship sail up or down, the red flag at
her stern — Adieu to these, adieu to all the winding banks of
Erne!
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Farewell to you, Kildoney lads, and them that pull an
oar, A lug-sail set, or haul a net, from the Point to Mul-
laghmore; From Killybegs to bold Slieve-League, that ocean-mountain steep, Six hundred yards in air aloft, six hundred in the
deep, From Dooran to the Fairy Bridge, and round by
Tullen strand, Level and long, and white with waves, where gull and
curlew stand; Head out to sea when on your lee the breakers you
discern — Adieu to all the billowy coast and winding banks of
Erne!
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Farewell, Coolmore! Bundoran! and your summer
crowds that run From inland homes to see with joy th' Atlantic-setting
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