Those who leave Ireland commonly become all the more attached to it: they get to love the old sod all the more intensely.
I had been looking for some one from the old sod for several days, but I was in good hopes that it would be my poor Uncle.
Some brethren tried for two hours to get the old sod schoolhouse warm, but the stove was so poor they failed.
All the despotism in the world will never crush out of the Irish heart the love of home—the adoration of the old sod.
He sat stupefied for a while, then arose, and taking his violin with him, stole out into the old sod stable.
Our lives are in danger whin they find out they've got to wark a wind-jammer across to the old sod.
See, here is a pot with its drainage, and a very little bit of old sod over this.
He finds work in factories, for he still shuns the soil, much as he professes to love the "old sod."
He was of Irish birth, and his love for the old sod of his forefathers was pure and strong.
Now if I had only one wheel on the old sod you might worry, but you wouldnt worry for long.