Page:The Complete Poems of Francis Ledwidge, 1919.djvu/180

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CROCKNAHARNA

There I heard a woman weeping
In the brown rocks and the grey.
Oh, the pearl of Crocknaharna
(Crocknaharna, Crocknaharna),
Black with grief is Crocknaharna
Twenty hundred miles away.