Blessing for Sunday

Lov’d land of the bards and saints! To me
There’s nought so dear as thy minstrelsy;
Bright is Nature’s every dress,
Rich in unborrowed loveliness;
Winning is every shape she wears,
Winning is she in thy own sweet airs…

Thomas Furlong
Irish Poet ( 1794-1827)

The River

CITATION Irish Blessings

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