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BRAUGHAN by AGNES ITA HANRAHAN

First Line: BLUE-BELLS GREW THICK IN BRAUGHAN
Last Line: AY, WHO BE THE GREY-BEARD MEN?
Subject(s): CHILDREN; SOLITUDE; CHILDHOOD; LONELINESS;
Blue-bells grew thick in Braughan;
There wor foxgloves in the glen.
Ay, I mind the childer liltin'
An' they whistlin' wid the men.

'Twas rain fell soft in Braughan,
By thon far bit fields av green;
An' 'twas kindly winds, I'm thinkin',
Swept the lonesome wee boreen!

There's blue bewhiles in Braughan;
Ay, an' pink in Foxglove Glen;
But who be the wide-eyed childer,—
Ay, who be the grey-beard men?



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