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Under the Round Tower

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   'Although I'd lie lapped up in linen     A deal I'd sweat and little earn     If I should live as live the neighbours,'     Cried the beggar, Billy Byrne;     'Stretch bones till the daylight come     On great-grandfather's battered tomb.'     Upon a grey old battered tombstone     In Glendalough beside the stream,     Where the O'Byrnes and Byrnes are buried,     He stretched his bones and fell in a dream     Of sun and moon that a good hour     Bellowed and pranced in the round tower;     Of golden king and silver lady,     Bellowing up and bellowing round,     Till toes mastered a sweet measure,     Mouth mastered a sweet sound,     Prancing round and prancing up     Until they pranced upon the top.     That golden king and that wild lady     Sang till stars began to fade,     Hands gripped in hands, toes close together,     Hair spread on the wind they made;     That lady and that golden king     Could like a brace of blackbirds sing.     'It's certain that my luck is broken,'     That rambling jailbird Billy said;     'Before nightfall I'll pick a pocket     And snug it in a feather-bed.     I cannot find the peace of home     On great- grandfather's battered tomb.'
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