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THE SONGS ERIN SINGS.
("A TUNE IS MORE LASTING THAN THE VOICE OF THE BIRDS.") |
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While Dunkerron's blue dove murmured love 'neath her nest I have sighed, And by mazy Culdaff with a laugh mocked the cuckoo's refrain, Derrycarn's dusky bird I have heard piping joy hard by pain,
And the swan's last lament sobbing sent over Moyle's mystic tide. |
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Yet as bright shadows pass from the glass of the darkening lake, As the rose's rapt sigh must die, when the zephyr is stilled; In oblivion grey sleeps each lay that those birds ever trilled,
But the songs Erin sings from her strings shall immortally wake. |
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