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'Neath the sweet air, at the edge of the earth, lies the Emerald Isle.
The blue-green sea, like a dreamful maid, caresses its verdant shores.
Bless'd by heaven, harbinger of bliss, shines with jewel-gleam fire.
Thus emblazon'd, this ancient land, anchored thereupon, is home to special folk.
A hearth for warmth and peaceful grace, mystical and magical in white mists.
Silver threads intertwine with saffron and russet, brown and forest green.
This tapestry, bordered with garlands of the woods, is kissed by sidelong light!
In solitude, a goddess in the ocean sea; rich in laughter, dance and lore.
Stay and dream a while. Dream of soft music, of distant lutes in the halls of kings.
Captive hearts, to dream of meadows, hills, golden ponds and refreshing streams.
Dream the bright splendor of its storied past, etched with timeless beauty.
Molded by the hand of God, rivers flow into a slumberous sigh!
Sleeping, as if in a dreamscape, rendered as a painting, cherished, loved!
A mirrored image of heaven where placid hearts abound.
Dreams of beauty in the flowers, quieted are the minds, full of longing, deep!
With holy echoes, voices fill the heart-locked Erin's treasures, with images so clear.
This fair land, peerless, of red hair and fairest maidens in radiance bold,
Eternal will this land endure, with steadfast virtue evermore!
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