Excerpt from Beside the Blackwater Once more, 0 Erin, do I see thy hills Rising immutable above the sea, Rousing the love that everlastingly The hearts of thy far-scattered children fills. Several their duties, and yet one their Wills; To turn at last With tired steps to thee, And rest at evening in the mystery Of thy green mountains, fairy glens, and rills. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.