Icham of Irlaunde
Icham of Irlaunde
Ant of the holy londe
Of Irlaunde
Gode sire praye ich the
For of saynte charite,
Come ant dunce wyt me
In Irlaunde.
William Butler Yeats based a longer poem on this medieval Irish lyric. If the Aer Lingus or the Irish tourist bureau wants to entice visitors, they could hardly do better than those last two lines.
Unless, of course, they invite you to ride in "the holy londe"
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Happy Saint Parick's Day!
