<!-- Page Code:U2lsbHkgV2l6YXJkiC0gVGhliEJsYWNrYmlyZCBPZiBTd2VldCBBdm9uZGFsZSA= --> by the sweet bay of dublin while carelessly strolling i sat myself down by a green myrtle shade reclined on the beach as the wild waves were rolling in sorrowful condoling i saw a fair maid her robes changed to mourning that once were so glorious i stood in amazement to hear her sad wail
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