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Thomas Moore - Song of Innisfail
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They came from a land beyond the sea, 
   And now o`er the western main 
Set sail, in their good ships, gallantly, 
   From the sunny land of Spain. 
"Oh, where`s the isle we`ve seen in dreams, 
   Our destined home or grave?"
Thus sung they as, by the morning`s beams, 
   They swept the Atlantic wave. 

And lo, where afar o`er ocean shines 
   A sparkle of radiant green, 
As though in that deep lay emerald mines, 
   Whose light through the wave was seen. 
"`Tis Innisfail — `tis Innisfail!" 
   Rings o`er the echoing sea; 
While, bending to heaven, the warriors hail 
   That home of the brave and free. 

Then turn`d they unto the Eastern wave, 
   Where now their Day-God`s eye 
A look of such sunny omen gave 
   As lighted up sea and sky. 
Nor frown was seen through sky or sea, 
   Nor tear o`er leaf or sod, 
When first on their Isle of Destiny 
   Our great forefathers trod.
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