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James Joyce - O, It Was Out by Donnycarney
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O, it was out by Donnycarney 
When the bat flew from tree to tree 
My love and I did walk together; 
And sweet were the words she said to me. 

Along with us the summer wind 
Went murmuring — - O, happily! — - 
But softer than the breath of summer 
Was the kiss she gave to me.
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