"He stumbled home from Clifton Faire
On drunken legs and cheeks aglow.
But there was something in his air
That told of kingship long ago.
I turned and inly burned with grief
that one so high should fall so low.
But he plucked a flow'r and sniffed its scent
And waved it toward the sunset sky!
Some old sweet rapture through him went,
And kindled, in his bloodshot eye.
I sighed and inly cried for joy
That one so low could rise so high!"
[Quoted from The Clancy Brothers & Tommy Kakem "Reunion Concert",
Ulster Hall, Belfast, Northern Ireland]
IKTF.
ken
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"Schmitd! Schmitd! Ve vill build a Shapel!"
