Ireland (Lanier)

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Heartsome Ireland, winsome Ireland,
      Charmer of the sun and sea,
Bright beguiler of old anguish,
      How could Famine frown on thee?

As our Gulf-Stream, drawn to thee-ward,
      Turns him from his northward flow,
And our wintry western headlands
      Send thee summer from their snow,

Thus the main and cordial current
      Of our love sets over sea, —
Tender, comely, valiant Ireland,
Songful, soulful, sorrowful Ireland, —
      Streaming warm to comfort thee.