Francis Carlin


The Provinces - Poem by Francis Carlin

O God that I
   May arise with the Gael
To the song in the sky
   Over Inisfail!

Ulster, your dark
   Mold for me;
Munster, a lark
   Hold for me!

Connaght, a `caoine'
   Croon for me;
Lienster, a mean
   Stone for me!

O God that I
   May arise with the Gael
To the song in the sky
   Over Inisfail!


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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