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O'Driscoll drove with a song	A
The wild duck and the drake	B
From the tall and the tufted reeds	C
Of the drear Hart Lake	B
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And he saw how the reeds grew dark	D
At the coming of night tide	E
And dreamed of the long dim hair	F
Of Bridget his bride	E
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He heard while he sang and dreamed	G
A piper piping away	H
And never was piping so sad	I
And never was piping so gay	H
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And he saw young men and young girls	J
Who danced on a level place	K
And Bridget his bride among them	L
With a sad and a gay face	K
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The dancers crowded about him	M
And many a sweet thing said	N
And a young man brought him red wine	O
And a young girl white bread	N
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But Bridget drew him by the sleeve	P
Away from the merry bands	Q
To old men playing at cards	R
With a twinkling of ancient hands	Q
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The bread and the wine had a doom	S
For these were the host of the air	F
He sat and played in a dream	T
Of her long dim hair	F
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He played with the merry old men	U
And thought not of evil chance	V
Until one bore Bridget his bride	E
Away from the merry dance	V
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He bore her away in his atms	V
The handsomest young man there	F
And his neck and his breast and his arms	V
Were drowned in her long dim hair	F
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O'Driscoll scattered the cards	V
And out of his dream awoke	W
Old men and young men and young girls	V
Were gone like a drifting smoke	W
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But he heard high up in the air	F
A piper piping away	H
And never was piping so sad	I
And never was piping so gay	H

William Butler Yeats

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