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"Now it seems there's a place they call Purgat're, so I must write it, my verse not admitting the O. But as for the venue I vow I'm perplext To say it's in this world or if in the next, Or whether in both for 'tis very well known That St Patrick at…

"Fainting heart and failing eye,
Aching head and footstep weary !
Courage, for the Lake is night
There beyond the hilltop dreary..."

"Being far from the ocean when the stormy wind rose..."

"In a girdle of green, heathy hills,
In song-famed Donegal,
An islet stands in a lonely lake,
(A coffin in a pall)..."

The poetry of Patrick Kavanagh's 'Lough Derg', detailing a visit in 1941
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