I AM OF IRELANDCATALOGUE 2011

RURAL IRELAND

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TEA & COFFEE

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TEA OUTSIDE

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THE HOME

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SEASIDE

CRAFT IN NATURE,NATURE IN CRAFT

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ORGANIC APPLIED ART

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PRESENTS FOR CHRISTMAS

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I AM OF IRELAND

By William Butler 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 aloneIn that outlandish gear,

One solitary manOf 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 charityAnd dance with me in Ireland.’

‘The fiddlers are all thumbs,Or the fiddle-string accursed,

The drums and the kettledrumsAnd 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 charityAnd dance with me in Ireland.’