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Patrick MacDonogh

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O, she walked unaware of her own increasing beautyThat was holding men's thoughts from market or plough,

Patrick MacDonogh

God pity me now and all desolate sinnersDemented with beauty!

Patrick MacDonogh

To-night she will spread her brown hair on his pillow,But I shall be hearing the harsh cries of wild fowl.

Patrick MacDonogh