<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=558890" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Green Old Duhallow From Here Far Away</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The fields in their beautiful wildflowers of May<br>In green old Duhallow from here far away<br>And nesting birds sing in grove and on hedgerow<br>In Cullen where Araglen waters do flow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On to the Blackwater en route to the sea<br>The old river babbles on eternally<br>Through a Countryside that is as ancient as time<br>That has inspired poets of the past for to rhyme</div><div style="margin:10px 0">About the great beauty around them they had seen<br>In May when the landscape was looking so green<br>For May is a beautiful time of the year<br>In green old Duhallow so far north of here</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wonders of Nature a thing to enjoy<br>The cock pheasants are cucking in old Lisnaboy<br>In fancy I am back in the long ago<br>Just remembering a beauty that I used to know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Were I a poet of such beauty I would write<br>White butterflies flitting in the warm sunlight<br>and cock robin with the sun on his red breast sing<br>In green old Duhallow in the latter Spring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In fancy the song of the chaffinch I hear<br>In green old Duhallow so far north of here<br>Where the babbling waters of Araglen flow<br>Through fields to the Blackwater by grove and hedgerow.</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=558890" data-title="In Green Old Duhallow From Here Far Away de Francis Duggan" data-description="The fields in their beautiful wildflowers of May In green old Duhallow from here far away And nesting birds sing in grove and on hedgerow In Cullen where Araglen waters do flow On to the Blackwater en route to the sea The old river babbles on ete..."></div> </div> </div>

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