Lament Of The Last Leprechaun
Por the red shoon of the Shee, For the falling o' the leaf, For the wind amoug the reeds, My grief! For the sorrow of the sea, Por the sony's unquickened sceds, For the sleoping of the Shee, My grief! For dishonore 1 whitethorn tree, For the rimes that no man reads, Where t-he cray stonea face the sea, Hy griei! Lissakeole, that usei to be Füled with rr.ufiic night aud noon, For thoir nncient revelry, Hy grief! For the erapty fairy shoon, Ecljow r;;ili and ycOlow leaf, Eandj uukisscd to sim or inoon, My grief, my grief!
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