Volume: CBÉ 0485 (Part 2)

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1. Leave me to My Memories!

   

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   Oh, wild winds, take me o'er the seas
   To that green Isle, afar,
   And let me sleep a thousand years
   Where all my memories are.

   In guest of joy I've travelled long
   Through many winding ways ,
   But never found the world around
   The bliss of Youthful days,

   Then take me far from things that are
   No more than what they seem.
   And let me walk the golden path
   Of boyhood's early dream

   

   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Item type

   Lore

   Language

   Béarla

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script

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   • John J. Walsh