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What shall I say about the Irish?

By on Mar 17, 2010 in Great Quotes | 0 comments

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What shall I say about the Irish?
The utterly impractical
Never predictable
Sometimes irascible
Quite inexplicable Irish?

Strange blend of shyness, pride and conceit
And stubborn refusal to bow in defeat
He’s spoiling, and ready to argue and fight
Yet the smile of a child fills his soul with delight

His eyes are the quickest to well up with tears
Yet his strength is the strongest to banish your fears
His hate is as fierce as his devotion is grand
And there’s not middle ground on which he will stand

He’s wild and he’s gentle
He’s good and he’s bad
He’s proud and he’s humble
He’s happy and sad

He’s in love with the ocean, the earth and the skies
He’s enamoured with beauty wherever it lies
He’s victor and victim, a star and a clod,
But mostly he’s Irish
In love with his God
(Author unknown)

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