So Let It Go, That Mythic Ireland
Music:
James Betagh.
By Turlough O'Carolan. From Ancient
Music of Ireland.
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So let it go, that mythic Ireland! Treasure the past, but let it, let it go! Perhaps it was at one time wholly our land -- All of it -- but that was long ago. The time when states were nations is now ending. Races know no borders; people move In search of life, their clothes and colors rending Cultures that must now their presence prove. Know, then, that not politics, but art, 'Mid neighbors various in faith and race, Sustains a people's history and heart, Dependent more on ritual than place. As on St. Patrick's Day we march in green, Yet we must let go the blood-drenched dream. If you liked this poem, vote for it on Yahoo Buzz by clicking on the icon below.
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