"To search with mother-love the gifts
Our land can boast-

Soft Erna's isles, Neagh's wooded slopes,
Clare's iron coast;

Kildare, whose legends grey our bosoms stir
With fay and ghost;

Grey Mourne, grim Antrim, purple Glenmalur-
Lene's fairy host;

With raids to many a foreign land to learn to love dear Ireland most."

CHARLES GAVAN DUFFY.

DUBLIN:

JOHN MULLANY, 1 PARLIAMENT-STREET.

1870.

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Dedication

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WILLIAM JOHN FITZPATRICK, ESQ., J.P.,

KILMACUD MANOR, STILLORGAN.

I.

WHERE'ER in after time our lot be cast,

While flitting years convey their solemn warning, Fast bonds of life close link us to the past,

Though fade from view bright beams of youth's gay morning.

Yet through a prism of thought, false mirage scorning, Fair imaged tints dispel our sorrows, fears;

Mind's magic impress, still each sphere adorning, Lightens in

age the eye bedimmed with tears,

And oft man's drooping heart to noblest progress cheers.