<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428638" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Haymaking</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Aye, sure, it does always be rainin'<br>An' the hay lyin' out in the wet,<br>But what's the good o' complainin'?<br>It never made things better yet!<br>There'll be musty hay in the manger,<br>The cow's goin' dry, be mischance,<br>And the boy that went for a Ranger<br>Is lost on us -- somewhere in France!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The father of him, it's heart-breakin' --<br>Wid a watery glint o' the sun,<br>It's out wid him, turnin' an' shakin' --<br>Then all the labour's undone.<br>There won't be much savin' in Connaught,<br>The winter'll be hungry and black,<br>But I wouldn't waste sorrow upon it<br>If only the boy could come back!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There's a terrible cloud over Nephin,<br>An' the rain rushin' up from the say,<br>Och, what if the hay is past savin'?<br>I wouldn't be mindin' the hay.<br>'Tis the loss of the boy's bent me double,<br>An' the poor ould man is as bad;<br>I'm starvin' for him, an' the trouble,<br>The trouble's heavy and sad.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">God's good and He'll send better weather,<br>The sun'll be shinin' again,<br>If Pat and me was together<br>I wouldn't be mindin' the rain.<br>No matter what weather was in it<br>I wouldn't care if he'd come.<br>But the heart o' me's cryin' this minit,<br>For the boy that'll never come home!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katharine+Tynan">Katharine Tynan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428638" data-title="Haymaking de Katharine Tynan" data-description="Aye, sure, it does always be rainin' An' the hay lyin' out in the wet, But what's the good o' complainin'? It never made things better yet! There'll be musty hay in the manger, The cow's goin' dry, be mischance, And the boy that went for a Ranger ..."></div> </div> </div>

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