W.B. Yeats: The Fiddler of Dooney

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W.B. Yeats: The Fiddler of Dooney

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When I play on my fiddle in Dooney Folk dance like a wave of the sea; My cousin is priest in Kilvarnet My brother in Mocharabuiee I passed my brother and cousin: They read in their books of prayer; I read in my book of songs I bought at the Sligo fair When we come at the end of time To Peter sitting in state He will smile on three old spirits But call me first through the gate; For the good are always the merry Save by an evil chance And the merry lovе the fiddle And the mеrry love to dance: And when the folk there spy me They will all come up to me With 'Here is the fiddler of Dooney!' And dance like a wave of the sea

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  • William Butler Yeats