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[–] kulturkampf 0 points 2 points (+2|-0) ago  (edited ago)

Related -- a brief poem about Ireland from the 9th century Irishman, St. Donatus:

"Far westward lies an isle of ancient fame, By nature bless'd; and Scotia is her name,

Enroll'd in books: exhaustless is her store, Of veiny silver, and of golden ore.

Her fruitful soil, for ever teems with wealth, With gems her waters, and her air with health;

Her verdant fields with milk and honey flow;Her woolly fleeces vie with virgin snow;

Her waving furrows float with bearded corn; And arms and arts her envied sons adorn!

No savage bear, with lawless fury roves, Nor fiercer lion, through her peaceful groves;

No poison there infects, no scaly snake Creeps through the grass, nor frog annoys the lake;

An island worthy of its pious race, In war triumphant, and unmatch'd in peace![1]"

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