Padraic Colum (8 December 1881 – 11 January 1972 / County Longford)
A Rann Of Exile
NOR right, nor left, nor any road I see a comrade face,
Nor word to lift the heart in me I hear in any place;
They leave me, who pass by me, to my loneliness and
Without a house to draw my step nor a fire that I might share!
Ochone, before our people knew the scatt'ring of the
Before they saw potatoes rot and melt black in the earth,
I might have stood in Connacht, on the top of Cruchmaelinn,
And all around me I would see the hundreds of my
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