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236 THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF |
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REV. JAMES B. DOLLARD (1872- )
IRISH MIST AND SUNSHINE A prtlude.
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OFT mist on Irish mountain, Bright sun on field and dell, Swift tides of joy or sorrow In Celtic hearts that swell; Green glen and haunted woodland,
Loved homes by laughing streams, Firm faith and matchless manhood, Lo ! these my varied themes.
Round tower and ivied abbey,
Low whispering of the past, Around Life's early pathway
Their dreamful shadows cast. Wild wind-blasts sighing voiceful
Far o'er the moorland lone, Brought throbbing fairy music
To thrill with mystic tone.
Gray mist and flashing sunshine
That fleck the gorse-land brown: — High deed and cloudy legend
Of Eire's old renown ; The saints' and martyrs' yearnings,
The patriot's rhapsodies, With tim'rous touch uncertain,
I strike the harp to these. |
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