ODRISCOLL drove h a song
the drake
From tall and tufted reeds
Of t Lake.
And he reeds grew dark
At t-tide,
And dreamed of the long dim hair
Of Bridget his bride.
he heard while he sang and dreamed
A piper piping away,
And never was piping so sad,
And never was piping so gay.
And he saw young men and young girls
ho danced on a level place,
And Bridget hem,
ith a sad and a gay face.
t him
And many a s thing said,
And a young man brought him red wine
And a young girl we bread.
But Bridget drew he sleeve
Ahe merry bands,
to old men playing at cards
it hands.
the wine had a doom,
For t of the air;
and played in a dream
Of her long dim hair.
he merry old men
And t not of evil chance,
Until one bore Bridget his bride
Ahe merry dance.
ms,
t young man there,
And and his arms
ere drowned in her long dim hair.
ODriscoll scattered the cards
And out of his dream awoke:
Old men and young men and young girls
ere gone like a drifting smoke;
But he air
A piper piping away,
And never was piping so sad,
And never was piping so gay.