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THE LAND OF HEART'S DESIRE.
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And even the wise are merry of tongue;
But I heard a reed of Coolaney say,
'When the wind has laughed and murmured and sung,
The lonely of heart must wither away.'
[The song is taken up by many voices, who sing loudly, as if in triumph. Some of the voices seem to come from within the house.
