Deep Dungarvon Sweeps

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Whelan's "Dungarvon Whooper" Song
... Form a contrast to the beech and birches grey, Where the snow lies white and deep, And the song birds seem to sleep, And cease their sweetest singing ... mighty monstrous moose, Of limbs both large and loose, Through the forest sweeps with strides both swift and strong, Where the caribou and deer Swim the ... And the woodsmen wildly sing, And the dark and deep Dungarvon sweeps along ...

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