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Show j MAY DAY LONG AGO. (For the Irish World. . . Ah, the gladsome, golden May days tnat 1 knew , In the dells of dear old Sligo Inns a?"-Pluckiner a?"-Pluckiner flowerlets on the lawn. While tho diamonds of the dawn. Silver lakes across the meadows seemca to "low; Then my heart was young and gay As the hawthorne's snowy spray When it dances to the music of the bee And my spirit was as bright As a lance of morning liht. And my life was like a scented summer breeze. Ah. the merry, happy May days that I On the verdant hills of Sligo long ago: Oazins: out u:on the bay Where the monarch of the day Smiles on sail and gull careering to anu fro, Oh, te glancing of the sea. v-And v-And the wild waves prancing f r"- n Linking hands like dancing children . the shore; ! Over all the laughing skies i With the hue of Irish eyes Ah, 'tis sad to think I'll see. them ne i more! n J. T. Gallagher, M. v. |