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. Off Connemara
2. The Glen of Castlemaine
3. Ballad of Protestant's Leap
4. The Isle of Doom
5. Cupid and the Shepherd

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1745

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