There's a dear little plant that grows in our isle,
'Twas St. Patrick himself, sure, that sets it;
And the sun of his labor with pleasure did smile,
And with dew from his eye often wet it.
It grows through the bog, through the brake, through the mireland,
And they call it the dear little Shamrock of Ireland.
What is Good Luck for St.
Patrick's Day?
Finding a four-leaf clover (that's double the good luck it usually is).
Wearing green. (School children have started a little tradition of their own -- they pinch classmates who don't wear green on this holiday).
Kissing the blarney stone.
