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Ceann Donn Deelish

Ceann donn deelish, dear brown head,
Light and sunshine still be near me!
Life were gone and hope were fled,
Should my brown head shun and fear me.
Browner than the thrushes are
When the Springtime makes them busy;
Browner than the waters clear,
Where the salmon sails so easy.
Velvet soft and velvet-dark,
Dear brown head whose hairs have net me
One sweet nest where care and cark
Shall not trouble, shall not fret me.

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Dear brown head, lie warm and close!
Browner than all fur or feather,
Browner than the rabbit goes
When the purple's on the heather.
Lie so still, O dear brown head,
Let me comb you and caress you!
With my bosom for your bed,
What shall trouble, what distress you?
Dear brown head, O dear brown head,
Every hair's more dear a treasure
Than the gold and silver thread
Spun by fairies for their pleasure,
Ceann donn deelish, dear brown head!