Poem

O, It Was Out by Donnycarney

James Joyce
O, it was out by Donnycarney When the bat flew from tree to tree My love and I did walk together; And sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind Went murmuring -- - O, happily! -- - But softer than the breath of summer Was the kiss she gave to me.

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