Clinton Scollard (Клинтон Сколлард)

Kilmelchedor

Far removed from strife and war
Is the shrine of Kilmelchedor;
O’er one crumbling archway see
Clearly graven—Domine!

Master then and master still,
How we lean upon His will
Who forevermore will be
Unto all men—Domine!

1. The Glen of Castlemaine
2. At Monaree
3. Heather Song
4. A Rover
5. Off Connemara

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