Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping, "Still doth the pure light its dawning delay. When will that day star, mildly springing, "Warm our isle with peace and love?" Dresden und Leipzig, Arnoldische Buchhandlung. 1843. |
Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping, "Still doth the pure light its dawning delay. When will that day star, mildly springing, "Warm our isle with peace and love?" Dresden und Leipzig, Arnoldische Buchhandlung. 1843. |