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“From Ireland, his native land
He immigrated here to dwell
When this was but a wilderness
Resounding by the savage yell
Here he rose to imminence
Believed by all both far and near
And while possessing competence
Bequeathed to his children dear.
This sacred spot he called his own
But only one reserve he made
Here he requested to be laid
Encompassed by a wall of stone.
Here let his sleeping dust remain
Until the last long trumpet sound
Shall bid it rise to live and reign
Where everlasting joys abound”.
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