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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 305 |
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The corpse on the bier — The Earth and its story Year after year:
Whither are tending,
And whence do they rise, The cycles of changes,
The worlds in their skies, The seasons that rolled
Ere I flashed from the gloom, And will roll on as now
When I'm dust in the tomb? |
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