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'TWAS ONE OF THOSE DREAMS
(THE SONG OF THE WOODS.) |
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The wild notes he heard o'er the water were those He had taught to sing Erin's dark bondage and woes, And the breath of the bugle now wafted them o'er From Dinis' green isle to Glena's wooded shore. |
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He Iisten'd—while, high o'er the eagle's rude nest, The ling'ring sounds on their way loved to rest; And the echoes sung back from their full mountain quire, As if loth to let song so enchanting expire. |
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H. 4868. |
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