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It was in the month of June Hanrahan was on the road near Sligo, but / he did not go into the town, but turned towards Beinn Bulben; for there / were thoughts of the old times coming upon him, and he had no mind to / meet with common men. And as he walked he was singing to himself a song / that had come to him one time in his dreams:
/ O Death's old bony finger / Will never find us there / In the high hollow townland / Where love's to give and to spare; / Where boughs have fruit and blossom / At all times of the year; / Where rivers are running over / With red beer and brown beer. / An old man plays the bagpipes / In a gold and silver wood; / Queens, their eyes blue like the ice, / Are dancing in a crowd.