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I know, I'm tired, sorry. Just couldn't help myself.
I know, I'm tired, sorry. Just couldn't help myself.
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Aisling: (Irish: aislinn; pronounced ASH-ling): A vision poem.
In an aisling, the island of Ireland appears to the poet in a vision in the form of a woman, sometimes young and beautiful, sometimes old and haggard. This female figure is generally referred to in the poems as An SpÊirbhean (the sky-woman).
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