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THE LAND OF HEART'S DESIRE.

The Child.

Old father, you are wise,
And all the years have gathered in your heart
To whisper of the wonders that are gone.
The young must sigh through many a dream and hope,
But you are wise because your heart is old.


Maurteen Bruin.

O, who would think to find so young a child
Loving old age and wisdom.

[Bridget gives her more bread and honey.


The Child.

No more, mother.


Maurteen Bruin.

What a small bite! The milk is ready now;
What a small sip!


The Child.

Put on my shoes, old mother,
For I would like to dance now I have dined.
The reeds are dancing by Coolaney lake,