Many A Poor Soul Has Had To

Every Day In The Year There Comes Some Malice Into The World, And Where It Comes From Is No Good Place.

And My Desire,' He Said, 'is A Desire That Is As Long As A Year; But It Is Love Given To An Echo, The Spending Of Grief On A Wave, A Lonely Fight With A Shadow, That Is What My Love And My Desire Have Been To Me.

It Was On The First Day Of Beltaine, That Is Called Now May Day, The Tuatha De Danaan Came, And It Was To The North-west Of Connacht They Landed. But The Firbolgs, The Men Of The Bag, That Were In Ireland Before Them, And That Had Come From The South, Saw Nothing But A Mist, And It Lying On The Hills.

Every Trick Is An Old One, But With A Change Of Players, A Change Of Dress, It Comes Out As New As Before.

There Is Lasting Kindness In Heaven When No Kindness Is Found Upon Earth.