Volume: CBÉ 0190
- Date
- 1936
- Collector
- Locations
Archival Reference
The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0190, Page 275
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“Back to well beloved Ireland...”
I
Back to well beloved Ireland
While my failing eyes can see
How green hills and pleasant valleys
and her rivers rushing free
Now, farewell brave land of freedom
Fortune fame and friends I've met
On your shores, but round my heartstrings is the old land turning yet.
It was thus an old man murmured
When we first put out to see
And at morning, noon and evening
Thus he prayed incessantly.
II
Back at brave enduring Ireland
Where in bitterness and tears
The glad smile of hope shone ever like a rainbow in dark years
Where the blood of many thousands(continues on next page)