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Niamh And Oisin....Enclosed Triplet Sonnet Ride thy steed thro' the land of Tir na nOg O-er mystic meadows unto magical scenes Of Rivers and woodlands midst mists if fog To faerie tale castles from ancient folk lore Where Irish hillsides roll down to the sea`s Within celtic coves upon Tir na nOgs shore Where great warrior Oisin fell deeply in love With Princess Niamh of the ancient castle That stood upon the hill top so high above Her father the King dwelt for eternal years Within their magical land of the ever living To lose his daughter he had shed sad tears They rode the steed across the deep ocean And both live eternally within loves devotion. |
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