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1. Lines Written on St Patrick's Purgatory Lough Derg

   

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   Dear home of penance, peaceful holy dale,
   Far from the foolish world, its cares and ills,
   Around the dark Lough stretches many a rill,
   Framed like a mirror by the blue green hills.

   Its waters kiss thy shores with fond embrace,
   When breezes gently sigh and sunbeams warm,
   When wild winds blow, its billows round thee race,
   Like faithful watch dogs shielding three from harm.

   Thou art not beautiful and fair to view,
   As islets rich in flowers and verdure green,
   But one can feel the beauty deep in you,
   As a pure soul illumes a body mean.

   To even tread thy soil is to have shared,
   The mystic sanctity that hovers round,
   One listens for the voice that Moses heard,
   "Take off thy shoes for this is holy ground."

   The sinner comes to the with head downward,
   World weary, wretched, with despair imbrewed,
   When thy shore days of chastenment are passed

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   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Collector

   J. Patton