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    When law can stop the blades of grass from growing as they grow;
    And when the leaves in Summer-time their colour dare not show;
    Then will I change the colour too, I wear in my caubeen;
    But till that day, plaze God, I'll stick to wearin' o' the Green.

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If one could only teach the English how to talk, and the Irish
how to listen, society would be read more

If one could only teach the English how to talk, and the Irish
how to listen, society would be quite civilized.

by John Millington Synge Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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Dear Erin, how sweetly thy green bosom rises!
An emerald set in the ring of the sea.
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Dear Erin, how sweetly thy green bosom rises!
An emerald set in the ring of the sea.
Each blade of thy meadows my faithful heart prizes,
Thou queen of the west, the world's cushla ma chree.

by John Philpot Curran Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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There is a stone there,
That whoever kisses,
Oh! he never misses
To grow read more

There is a stone there,
That whoever kisses,
Oh! he never misses
To grow eloquent.
'Tis he may clamber
To a lady's chamber
Or become a member
Of Parliament.

by Father Prout Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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The dust of some is Irish earth,
Among their own they rest.

The dust of some is Irish earth,
Among their own they rest.

by John Kells Ingram Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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Arm of Erin, prove strong, but be gentle as brave,
And, uplifted to strike, still be ready to save;
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Arm of Erin, prove strong, but be gentle as brave,
And, uplifted to strike, still be ready to save;
Not one feeling of vengeance presume to defile
The cause or the men of the Emerald Isle.

by Dr. William Drennan Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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Th' an'am an Dhia, but there it is--
The dawn on the hills of Ireland.
God's angels read more

Th' an'am an Dhia, but there it is--
The dawn on the hills of Ireland.
God's angels lifting the night's black veil
From the fair sweet face of my sireland!
O Ireland, isn't it grand, you look
Like a bride in her rich adornin',
And with all the pent up love of my heart
I bid you the top of the morning.

by John Locke Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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The groves of Blarney
They look so charming
Down by the purling
Of sweet, read more

The groves of Blarney
They look so charming
Down by the purling
Of sweet, silent brooks.

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O, love is the soul of a true Irishman;
He loves all that's lovely, loves all that he can,
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O, love is the soul of a true Irishman;
He loves all that's lovely, loves all that he can,
With his sprig of shillelagh and shamrock so green.

by John Locke Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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Every Irishman has a potatoe in his head.

Every Irishman has a potatoe in his head.

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