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Grace Gifford

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By Patrick Conlan


 In the chapel here in old Kilmainham Jail

 they have told us we must yearn for liberty

All i want in this dark place is to have you here with me.

hold me in your arms and let this moment linger

at dawn and I will die

With all my love I place this wedding ring upon your finger

There won’t be time to share our love for we must say goodbye.

Now I know it’s hard for you my love to ever understand

The love I bear for these brave men, my love for this dear land

when the Padhraic called me to his side down in the GPO

Ito him I had to go 

is dawn is breaking, my heart is breaking too,

On this May morn as I walk out my thoughts will be of you

I’ll write some words upon the wall so everyone will see

I love so much that I could see his blood upon the rose. 



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Location: Kilmainham, Dublin, Ireland

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