Ireland Speaks of Tradition
Burn these traditions, O Fire!
May Medb and Deirdre, Grainne and Lugh,
Amergin and Brid, Padraig and Colm Cille,
burn like a pyre boat sent to sea.
Love not the old traditions but Tradition.
Rivers dry up. Springs empty.
But the Well of Life overflows!
Let the old groves decompose, the old stones dissolve.
Give over Newgrange and Tara, Emain Macha and Knocknarea.
They are but soil long borrowed from my heart, ready to reincarnate anew.
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