My Lagan Love
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<br> Where Lagan stream sings lullaby <br /> There blows a lily fair <br /> The twilight gleam is in her eye <br /> The night is on her hair <br /> And like a love-sick lennan-shee <br /> She has my heart in thrall <br /> Nor life I owe nor liberty <br /> With love is lord of all. <br /> <br /> And sometimes when the beetle's horn <br /> Hath lulled the eve to sleep <br /> I steal unto her shieling lorn <br /> And thru the dooring peep. <br /> There on the cricket's singing stone, <br /> She spares the bogwood fire, <br /> And hums in sad sweet undertones <br /> The song of heart's desire <br /> <br /> The song of heart's desire. <br><br><br><br> <br>
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