Summary

Selections from Ancient Irish Poetry… (1911)

Mother of righteousness, Thou that excellest all
else,
Pray with me Thy first-born to save me on the
day of Doom.
Noble rare star, tree under blossom,
Powerful choice lamp, sun that warmeth every one.
Ladder of the great track by which every saint
ascends,
Mayst Thou be our safeguard towards the glorious
Kingdom.
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