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My Land
(14 October 1814 - 16 September 1845 / Mallow / Ireland)

My Land

I.

She is a rich and rare land;
Oh! she's a fresh and fair land;
She is a dear and rare land--
This native land of mine.


II.

No men than her's are braver--
Her women's hearts ne'er waver;
I'd freely die to save her,
And think my lot divine.


III.

She's not a dull or cold land;
No! she's a warm and bold land;
Oh! she's a true and old land--
This native land of mine.


IV.

Could beauty ever guard her,
And virtue still reward her,
No foe would cross her border--
No friend within it pine!


V.

Oh! she's a fresh and fair land;
Oh! she's a true and rare land;
Yes! she's a rare and fair land--
This native land of mine.

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Comments (5)

1.Justify the title of My Land. Suggest another suitable title. 2. Write the main idea of the poem My Land. 3.Do You agree with the views of the poet? Give reasons. 4.What according to the poet, are the qualities of one's own country which one ought to be proud of? I need all answer against these 4 question which are given above.
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Translate in hindi please
translate this poem in hindi..
I well remember this poem from school days!