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XXXI

O, It Was Out by Donnycarney

O, it was out by Donnycarney

When the bat flew from tree to tree

My love and I did walk together;

And sweet were the words she said to me.

Along with us the summer wind

Went murmuring⁠—O, happily!⁠—

But softer than the breath of summer

Was the kiss she gave to me.