<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=544000" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Wet August Day In Millstreet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">From Claramore the rill in flood flow brown<br>Through Claraghatlea a mile from Millstreet Town<br>And dark to gray rain clouds across the sky<br>Tell that more heavy showers of rain are nigh.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You know that bird to whom the voice belong<br>When you hear the dipper sing his scratchy song<br>He pipe his loudest when the flood is high<br>And the wet conditions he seem to enjoy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The last thing that the farmer needs is rain<br>A hungry Winter for his stock again<br>In August only four or five days dry<br>And half of his hay crop rotted in July.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And yet in all of his years he has not seen<br>His fields in August quite so lush and green<br>And he can only hope for a good Fall<br>And that September will be drier after all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O'er rushy fields by where the rivers meet<br>Perhaps a mile from the Town of Millstreet<br>The little lark of Humankind quite shy<br>Above the rain clouds carolling as he fly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Winter months the Duhallow farmer fear<br>The very wet Summer has cost him dear<br>And from Claramore the rill in flood flow brown<br>Through Claraghatlea a mile from Millstreet Town.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Duggan">Francis Duggan</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=544000" data-title="A Wet August Day In Millstreet de Francis Duggan" data-description="From Claramore the rill in flood flow brown Through Claraghatlea a mile from Millstreet Town And dark to gray rain clouds across the sky Tell that more heavy showers of rain are nigh. You know that bird to whom the voice belong When you hear the ..."></div> </div> </div>

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