The opening lines of Spancil Hill rang out across an eerily quiet Dame Street in Dublin city centre on Tuesday afternoon, just as the St Patrick’s Day parade should have been passing in all its pomp and pageantry.
In place of the floats, bands and throngs of spectators was the single speaker of the Trinity Bar from which the folk song lamenting an Irish emigrant‘s longing for home played.
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