Hi - I have enjoyed this index - thank you... I have a song or poem written down in a very old book by my great grandfather who left Ireland for Troy, Ny in 1964. It is titled : "My Darling County Clare" First Kibe is: Farewell, my lovely Erin, I mus bid thee now farewell, the grief I feel at parting thee no other tongue can tell, no land shall win my heart from thee, though poor thou art and bare, For thee I'll pray, when far away, My Darling County Clare. there is more - would anyone see this rewsponse or like me to give more?
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