<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530053" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Though the Last Glimpse of Erin With Sorrow I See</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see, <br>Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me; <br>In exile thy bosom shall still be my home, <br>And thine eyes make my climate wherever we roam. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the gloom of some desert or cold rocky shore, <br>Where the eye of the stranger can haunt us no more, <br>I will fly with my Coulin, and think the rough wind <br>Less rude than the foes we leave frowning behind. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I'll gaze on thy gold hair as graceful it wreathes, <br>And hang o'er thy soft harp, as wildly it breathes; <br>Nor dread that the cold-hearted Saxon will tear <br>One chord from that harp, or one lock from that hair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Moore">Thomas Moore</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530053" data-title="Though the Last Glimpse of Erin With Sorrow I See de Thomas Moore" data-description="Though the last glimpse of Erin with sorrow I see, Yet wherever thou art shall seem Erin to me; In exile thy bosom shall still be my home, And thine eyes make my climate wherever we roam. To the gloom of some desert or cold rocky shore, Wher..."></div> </div> </div>

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