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As I Went Up to Dunamore

Posted on 04.21.08 10:01PM under daily life

As I went up to Dunamore along the river way
I heard the blackbirds fluting low
Among the osiers gray.

And they were tuning for themselves
In sweetly stumbling rhyme
Half-minded chords learned long ago
From harps of olden time.

–F.J.J. Malone

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  1. Posted by Geni on 04.22.08 9:59 am

    Cousin? Ancestor? Coincidence?

  2. Posted by mizkit on 04.22.08 10:00 am

    My grandfather, whose 101st birthday would have been yesterday.

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