Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Spring Is In The Old Land Comments

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Above the old brown bogland a small speck in the sky
And upwards ever upwards he carols as he fly
And piping ever piping till in clouds he disappear
The little brown skylark keeps carolling though his song I barely hear.
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Francis Duggan
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