A moment of calm, from the island of Ireland | part 1
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- Опубликовано: 1 апр 2020
- Enjoy a moment of peaceful relaxation, as you visit the pristine lakes of Killarney from the comfort of your home, with love, from the island of Ireland.
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Ireland heaven on earth
The best place is Ireland
Oh look.. an ad that I actually enjoyed! Beautiful
Looking forward to part 2!
Absolutely beautiful!
Can't wait to go back.
We hope we get to welcome you back in the near future, Kathleen! 💚
O'IRELAND, ISN'T IT GRAND YOU LOOK, LIKE A BRIDE IN HER RICH
ADORNIN'! ☘️
WITH ALL THE PENT- UP LOVE OF
MY HEART I BID YOU THE TOP O THE MORNIN'! 💚
Are you a big John Locke and Irish poetry fan, Frances?
I always loved Dawn on the Irish Coast, my husband used to be able to recite it with his eyes closed.
TH'ANAM AN DHIA! BUT THERE IT IS... THE DAWN ON THE HILLS OF IRELAND GODS ANGELS LIFTING THE NIGHT'S BLACK VEIL
FROM THE FAIR, SWEET FACE OF MY SIRELAND. ☘️ LOVE LOCKE☘️
The closest one can get to heaven
The music made me cry
Me too😄
'I Am Of Ireland' by WB Yeats
'I am of Ireland,
And the Holy Land of Ireland,
And time runs on,' cried she.
'Come out of charity,
Come dance with me in Ireland.'
One man, one man alone
In that outlandish gear,
One solitary man
Of all that rambled there
Had turned his stately head.
That is a long way off,
And time runs on,' he said,
'And the night grows rough.'
'I am of Ireland,
And the Holy Land of Ireland,
And time runs on,' cried she.
'Come out of charity
And dance with me in Ireland.'
'The fiddlers are all thumbs,
Or the fiddle-string accursed,
The drums and the kettledrums
And the trumpets all are burst,
And the trombone,' cried he,
'The trumpet and trombone,'
And cocked a malicious eye,
'But time runs on, runs on.'
I am of Ireland,
And the Holy Land of Ireland,
And time runs on,' cried she.
"Come out of charity
And dance with me in Ireland.'
Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem by WB Yeats, Maskell! ☘😊
Calm is good. Mal is bad. So what if your name is Malcolm?😂