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486 THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF |
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JOSEPH SHERIDAN LE FANU (i814-1872)
ABHRAIN AN BHUIDEIL Address of a Drunkard to a Bottle of Whiskey
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ROM what dripping cell, through what fairy glen, Where 'mid old rocks and ruins the fox makes his den, Over what lonesome mountain, Acnishle mo chroidhe ! Where gauger never has trod, Sweet as the flowery sod, Wild as the breath Of the breeze on the heath, And sparkling all o'er like the moon-lighted fountain, Are you come to me — Sorrowful me?
Dancing—inspiring — My wild blood firin'; Oh ! terrible glory —
Oh ! beautiful siren — Come, tell the old story —
Come, light up my fancy, and open my heart. Oh, beautiful ruin — My life—my undoin'— |
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