I found this little piece by William Butler in his daughter, Eileen Gormanston's, autobiography, "A Little Kept". She found it among his papers after his death. For some details of his life see here. The old photos from the west of Ireland are from "Lost Ireland", by Laurence O'Connor.
Give me but six-foot-three (one inch to spare)
Let it be hill where cloud and mountain meet,
I loved them all--the vale, the hill,
But more than hill or valley, bird or moor,
Little I did for them in outward deed,
So give me Irish grave, 'mid Irish air,