from the nineteenth to the twentieth century.
for they are Cúchulainn’s youngest sons.
in an over heated local hurling match.
though countless games they’ve won.
for blight, a deadly enemy.
and pitting for the winter.
on its way to Galway Bay.
days ‘down in the garden’.
Smells that rock the senses.
Could you paraphrase the line "Smells that rock the senses"?
This prompt doesn't seem malicious.