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Can we attract you?
Slowly, yet surely, the day doth break
O'er Erin's sorrow, and Erin's wrong,
On hill and valley, river and lake,
There's the joyous echo of freedom's song;
The haunted mills in vale and glen
With toilers rife we yet may see;
We yearn to draw you home again
To share in our prosperity." E.H.
Revised April 20, 1998