Bard of the wild flowers
Rain washed & wind shaken
Dear to thee was mild showers
& heaths o' green bracan
The song o' the wild bird
Than nothing seemed dearer
The low o' the mild herd
& sheep bleating nearer
Bard o' the sheep pen
The stack yard & stable
The hovel in bracken glen
Where a stone makes a table
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