For 'tis green, green, green, where the ruined towers are gray, And it's green, green, green, all the happy night and day; Green of leaf and green of sod, green of ivy on the wall, And the blessed Irish shamrock with the fairest green of all.

The stanza is an exuberant celebration of Ireland’s defining color—green—set against the contrasting image of “ruined towers” turned gray by age and history. By repeating “green, green, green,” the speaker insists on the land’s vitality and continuity despite political loss, decay, or the scars of the past. The catalog of greens (leaf, sod, ivy) moves from the natural landscape to human-made remnants (ivy on the wall), suggesting nature’s power to reclaim and soften ruin. The closing invocation of the “Irish shamrock” elevates the color into a national emblem, blending landscape, heritage, and cultural identity into a single, affirmative symbol.