At Killybegs (Clinton Scollard Poems)
At Killybegs above the crags The gray gulls pipe with voices thinned, And all the green trees are like ...
At Killybegs above the crags The gray gulls pipe with voices thinned, And all the green trees are like ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
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