Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days!

        e near me, w ways:

        Cug ter tide;

        tured, quiet-eyed,

        round Fergus dreams, and ruin untold;

        And tars, grown old

        In dang silver-sandalled on the sea,

        Sing in their high and lonely melody.

        e near, t no more blinded e,

        I find ue,

        In all poor foolis live a day,

        Eternal beauty wandering on her way.

        e near, e near, e near - Aill

        A little space for to fill!

        Lest I no more bear on t crave;

        ts small cave,

        the grass,

        And al    toil and pass;

        But seek aloe things said

        By God to t s of those long dead,

        And learn to c a tongue men do not know.

        e near; I ime to go,

        Sing of old Eire and t ways:

        Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days.
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