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   II
   I remember the church, where we went to pray,
   Unpretentious and small, in the trees hid away,
   And as sure as the still Sabbath morn came around,
   The priest, in his place, at the altar was found.
   The advice that if followed was certain to save,
   And the bright little rill that danced round by the hill,
   On its way to the lake, I remember it still.

   III
   I remember the town when on each market day,
   The young maidens appeared in their finest array.
   So loving they looked as the youths passed them by,
   Contentment and joy, seemed to beam in each eye.
   I remember the bridge, with its arches so wide,
   That span the great Shannon, as it rolls in its pride,
   And the old corn-mill at the foot of the hill,
   Tall, dusty and grey, I remember it still.

   IV
   But of all, I remember the old school the best,
   And the kind, good, old master long since gone to rest,
   The dear friends of my youth I remember with

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