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Show TUB "LONELY OT HT.ART. "- The wind blows out of. the gatss of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart. And the lonely of heart is withered af ay, While the fairies dance in a place start, Shaking their milk-white feet In a rlna. Tossing their milk-white arms in Ih air; For they hear the wind laugh and murmur mur-mur and sing . Of a land where even the old are fair; And even the wise are merry of tongue; But I heard a reed of Coolaney say, , ' When the wind has laughed- and tnur- " mured and sung, The lonely of heart must wither awarl f W. B. YATES, "The Land of Heart's Desire." |