05/12/2022.Reading time 1 minute.
‘My Fair Irish Maid’ by Michael Walsh Ma Vourneen is language of, A sweet land called Desire, From glens of Donegal to Cork, She sets the heart on fire, There’s beauty in a colleen Blue eyes and auburn hair, Or hair in flame, or Saxon blonde, Much more than heart can bear. There’s a beauty […]
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05/12/2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.
‘My Fair Irish Maid’ by Michael Walsh Ma Vourneen is language of, A sweet land called Desire, From glens of Donegal to Cork, She sets the heart on fire, There’s beauty in a colleen Blue eyes and auburn hair, Or hair in flame, or Saxon blonde, Much more than heart can bear. There’s a beauty […]
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05/12/2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.
‘My Fair Irish Maid’ by Michael Walsh Ma Vourneen is language of, A sweet land called Desire, From glens of Donegal to Cork, She sets the heart on fire, There’s beauty in a colleen Blue eyes and auburn hair, Or hair in flame, or Saxon blonde, Much more than heart can bear. There’s a beauty […]
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05/12/2019.Reading time 1 minute.
‘My Fair Irish Maid’ by Michael Walsh Ma Vourneen is language of, A sweet land called Desire, From glens of Donegal to Cork, She sets the heart on fire, There’s beauty in a colleen Blue eyes and auburn hair, Or hair in flame, or Saxon blonde, Much more than heart can bear. There’s a beauty […]
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15/12/2018.Reading time less than 1 minute.
‘My Fair Irish Maid’ by Michael Walsh Ma Vourneen is language of, A sweet land called Desire, From glens of Donegal to Cork, She sets the heart on fire, There’s beauty in a colleen Blue eyes and auburn hair, Or hair in flame, or Saxon blonde, Much more than heart can bear. There’s a beauty […]
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14/12/2017.Reading time 1 minute.
‘My Fair Irish Maid’ by Michael Walsh Ma Vourneen is language of, A sweet land called Desire, From glens of Donegal to Cork, She sets the heart on fire, There’s beauty in a colleen Blue eyes and auburn hair, Or hair in flame, or Saxon blonde, Much more than heart can bear. There’s a beauty […]
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14/12/2016.Reading time less than 1 minute.
Ma Vourneen is language of, A sweet land called Desire, From glens of Donegal to Cork, She sets the heart on fire, There’s beauty in a colleen Blue eyes and auburn hair, Or hair in flame, or Saxon blonde, Much more than heart can bear. There’s a beauty in a colleen, I cannot quite define, […]
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