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 SONG OF THE LITTLE VILLAGES

The pleasant little villages that grace the Irish glynns Down among the wheatfields—up amid the whins, The little white-walled villages crowding close together, Clinging to the Old Sod in spite of wind and weather: Ballytarsney, Ballymore. Ballyboden, Boyle, Ballingarry, Ballymagorry by the Banks of Foyle, Ballylaneen, Ballyporeen, Bansha, Ballysadare, Ballybrack, Ballinalack, Barna, Ballyclare.

The cozy little villages that shelter from the mist, Where the great West Walls by ocean spray are kissed; The happy little villages that cuddle in the sun When blackberries ripen and the harvest work is done. Corrymeela, Croaghnakeela, Clogher, Cahirciveen, Cappaharoe, Carrigaloe, Cashel and Coosheen, Castlefinn, Carrigtohill, Crumlin, Clara, Clane, Carrigaholt, Carrigaline, Cloghjordan and Coolrain.

The dreamy little villages, where by the fires at night, Old Sanachies with ghostly tale the boldest hearts affright; The crooning of the wind-blast is the wailing Banshee's cry, And when the silver hazels stir they say the fairies sigh, Kilfenora, Kilfinnane, Kinnity, Killylea, Kilmoganny, Kiltamagh, Kilronan and Kilrea, Killashandra, Kilmacow, Killiney, Killashee, Killenaule, Killmyshall, Killorglin and Killeagh.