O, It Was Out by Donnycarney

by James Joyce

James Joyce

O, it was out by Donnycarney
When the bat flew from tree to tree
My love and I did walk together;
And sweet were the words she said to me.
Along with us the summer wind
Went murmuring --; O, happily! --;
But softer than the breath of summer
Was the kiss she gave to me.

Last updated May 02, 2015