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THE GREEN GRASS OF OLD IRELAND, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: The green grass av owld ireland!
Last Line: By reason av the green grass av owld ireland.
Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F.
Subject(s): Grass; Green (Color); Ireland; Irish


THE green grass av owld Ireland!
Whilst I be far away,
All fresh an' clean an' jewel-green
It's growin' there to-day.
Oh, it's cleaner, greener growin' --
All the grassy worrld around,
It's greener yet nor any grass
That grows on top o' ground!

The green grass av owld Ireland,
Indade, an' balm 't'ud be
To eyes like mine that drip wid brine
As salty as the sea!
For still the more I'm stoppin' here,
The more I'm sore to see
The glory av the green grass av owld Ireland.

Ten years ye've paid my airnin's --
I've the l'avin's on the shelf,
Though I be here widout a queen
An' own meself meself:
I'm comin' over steerage,
But I'm goin' back firrst-class,
Patrollin' av the foremost deck
For first sight av the grass.

God bless yez, free Ameriky!
I love yez, dock an' shore!
I kem to yez in poverty
That's worstin' me no more
But most I'm lovin' Erin yet,
Wid all her graves, d'ye see,
By reason av the green grass av owld Ireland.





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