Saturday, November 05, 2011

A glimpse of Ireland

A few collages of my trip to Ireland.








Many times man lives and dies
Between his two eternities,
That of race and that of soul,
And ancient Ireland knew it all.
Whether man die in his bed
Or the rifle knocks him dead,
A brief parting from those dear
Is the worst man has to fear.
Though grave-diggers' toil is long,
Sharp their spades, their muscles strong.
They but thrust their buried men
Back in the human mind again.

- William Butler Yeats
"Under Ben Bulben"

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