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The Host of the Air
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a: O'Driscoll drove with a song
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The wild duck and the drake
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From the tall and the tufted reeds
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Of the drear Hart Lake.
a: And he saw how the reeds grew dark
At the coming of night-tide,
And dreamed of the long dim hair
Of Bridget his bride.
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b: He heard while he sang and dreamed
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A piper piping away,
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And never was piping so sad,
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And never was piping so gay.
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a: And he saw young men and young girls
Who danced on a level place,
And Bridget his bride among them,
With a sad and a gay face.
b: The dancers crowded about him
And many a sweet thing said,
And a young man brought him red wine
And a young girl white bread.
a: But Bridget drew him by the sleeve
Away from the merry bands,
To old men playing at cards
With a twinkling of ancient hands.
b: The bread and the wine had a doom,
For these were the host of the air;
He sat and played in a dream
Of her long dim hair.
a: He played with the merry old men
And thought not of evil chance,
Until one bore Bridget his bride
Away from the merry dance.
b: He bore her away in his arms,
The handsomest young man there,
And his neck and his breast and his arms
Were drowned in her long dim hair.
a: O'Driscoll scattered the cards
And out of his dream awoke:
Old men and young men and young girls
Were gone like a drifting smoke;
b: But he heard high up in the air
A piper piping away,
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And never was piping so sad,
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And never was piping so gay.