CARRIGDHOUN

Irish Independent - Weekend Review - - FRONT PAGE -

On Carrigdhoun the heath is brown, The clouds are dark over Ard­nalee, And many a stream comes rush­ing down To swell the an­gry Owen­ab­wee. The moan­ing blast is sweep­ing fast Thru’ many a leaf­less tree, And I’m alone, for he is gone, My hawk is flown, ochone machree!

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