• Michael Mullins
  • Michael "The Bard" Mullin
  • "The Bard of Foremass"
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    The Vale

    O Let me dream beside one stream
    Where song and beauty blend
    Where banks and bowers are beds of flowers
    And every field my friend
    And every wind my minstrel kind
    Each lot a picture card
    Each tree a lyre, each grove a choir
    And each song bird a bard.

    O place me where the open air
    In daytime is divine
    And I shall not begrudge their lot
    Who dwell in Castles fine
    And when I die, O let me lie
    Within a hill above
    A vale serene and sweet and green
    The vale I dearly love.

    Michael Mullin

    ‘The Bard of Foremass’

    Foremass Lower, Sixmilecross, Co. Tyrone.

    FOOTNOTE:  The last four lines of this poem describe the  graveyard in Dunmoyle where Michael Mullin ‘The Bard of Foremass’ is buried just inside the gate on the right hand side.