Ireland, sir, for good or evil,
No other place under Heaven.
And no man can touch its sod
Or breathe its air without becoming
Better or worse.
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- Ireland, it’s the one place on earth That heaven has kissed With melody, mirth,
- “The mind is its own place, and in itself, can make heaven of Hell, and a hell of Heaven.”
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