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R. L. McAllister

XIX. Benbha

In the Resurrecting Bird's park I met my first true love

XVII. Lent-O!

Paddy's Day we let our minds run down before we wind them

XVI. Ri Bornelle

Light thickens, and our crow makes wind, chasing the setting sun

XV. Gavr' Inis

Across the morbihan at midnight prowled our great grey fleet,

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