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    There came to the beach a poor Exile of Erin,
    The dew on his thin robe was heavy and chill;
    For his country he sigh'd, when at twilight repairing.
    To wander along by the wind-beaten hill.
    But the day star attracted his eyes' sad devotion,
    For it rose o'er his own native isle of the ocean,
    Where once in the fire of his youthful emotion
    He sang the bold anthem of Erin-go-bragh.

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From the lone shielding on the misty island
Mountains divide us, and the waste of seas--
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From the lone shielding on the misty island
Mountains divide us, and the waste of seas--
But still the blood is strong, the heart is Highland,
And we in dreams behold the Hebrides.

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When Erin first rose from the dark-swelling flood,
God blessed the green island, he saw it was good.
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When Erin first rose from the dark-swelling flood,
God blessed the green island, he saw it was good.
The Emerald of Europe, it sparkled and shone
In the ring of this world, the most precious stone.

by Dr. William Drennan Found in: Ireland Quotes,
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Whether on the scaffold high
Or on the battle-field we die,
Oh, what matter, when for Erin read more

Whether on the scaffold high
Or on the battle-field we die,
Oh, what matter, when for Erin dear we fall.

by T.d. Sullivan 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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He made all countries where he came his own.

He made all countries where he came his own.

by John Dryden Found in: Love of country Quotes,
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Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my read more

Breathes there the man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd,
From wandering on a foreign strand!

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Our country is wherever we are well off.
[Lat., Patria est, ubicunque est bene.]

Our country is wherever we are well off.
[Lat., Patria est, ubicunque est bene.]

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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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Oh, Christ! it is a goodly sight to see
What Heaven hath done for this delicious land!

Oh, Christ! it is a goodly sight to see
What Heaven hath done for this delicious land!

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