Erratum

My Dad has reminded me that to we of Gaelic ancestry it is the Derry Air.  Mentioning Derry in association with London is

taboo.

Public apology.  I was quoting.  My bad. 

About Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
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