NOT as a woman of the English weeping over a lord of the English Do I weep— A cry that scarcely stirs the heart! I lament as it is in my blood to lament— Castle and stronghold are broken, And the sovereign of the land beside the lake lies dead Mahon O`Reilly! In his day the English were broken: I weep beside Loch Sheelin and the day is long and grey!SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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