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Ar an leathanach seo

1. A Song

   “In a glen I worked one day.”

   

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   Níl tú logáilte isteach, ach tá fáilte romhat tras-scríobh a dhéanamh go hanaithnid. Sa chás seo, déanfar do sheoladh IP a stóráil ar mhaithe le rialú cáilíochta.

   In a glen I worked one day. Night o'ertook me in the place, Uninvited I betook me To the house of Diarmaid Crooked Spought I there just bare protection. Whither chance poor me directed, Neither bed nor pallet asked I, Merely place beside the fire. His old hag, in accents wild, Spewed her venow on my kind Her's was not a house of rest - "Get thee east or get thee west". Fled I from the churl's hearth, Faced the wrathful winter blast, Travelled fields in mortal fread As if wraites behind me pressed! I implore with all my heart, That your home to utmost top Crumble 'neath the rising tide,

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

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         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

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