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 FRANCIS MAHONY

On this I ponder Where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder,

Sweet Cork, of thee; With thy bells of Shandon, That sound so grand on The pleasant waters

Of the River Lee.

��I've heard bells chiming Full many a clime in, Tolling sublime in

Cathedra] shrine, While at a glib rate Brass tongues would vibrate- But all their music

Spoke naught like thine; For memory, dwelling On each proud swelling Of the belfry knelling

Its bold notes free, Made the bells of Shandon Sound far more grand on The pleasant waters

Of the River Lee.

��I've heard bells tolling Old Adrian's Mole in, Their thunder rolling

From the Vatican,

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