Monday, January 14, 2008

A Song Of Annagloor Comments

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In May Winter was only a memory and the curlew was back on the moor
And greenery had come to the hedgerows and pipits piped in Annagloor
And dipper sang out in the river and hawthorn wore blooms white as snow
And over the dappled green meadows the dark swallows winged to and fro.
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Francis Duggan
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