Thomas D Arcy McGee Biography

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Mother of soldiers! once there was a time
When your sons' swords won fame in many a clime;
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I have a sea-going spirit haunts my sleep,
Not a sad spirit wearisome to follow,
Less like a tenant of the mystic deep
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Not of the mighty! not of the world's friends
Have I aspired to speak within these leaves;
These best befit their joyful kindred pens-
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