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   Whereso'er my footsteps trod
   Fair and fairer seemed her beauty
   Like the very smile of God.

   And the quiet little village
   Where my dear ones went to Mass
   There's a glory shining o'er it
   That no other scenes surpass.

   Of those places oft they told me
   Hallowed ground, my parents trod
   Oh, how sacred seemed the pathways
   Of those loved ones, gone to God.

   All their comrades too have vanished;
   Only children take their place,
   Children and their children's children
   Race succeeding fast on race.

   Oh, the likeness in these faces
   And the old names true and clear,
   Might we ask a long past roll-call
   They could answer, "We are here".

   Brief the journey, quick the ending
   Strayed my feet to other ways,
   But the memories fond of Millstreet
   Will stay with me all my days.

   Julia A. Sullivan
   (1910)

   

   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

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   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Tadg O Corcoráin

   Gender

   Male

   Occupation

   Múinteoir