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That's all their discoorse I remember, for thin, as sure as I'm born,It was Rexy's bark that I heard—no other baste's, I'll be sworn:
And I couldn't tell ye the pleasure I tuk in't, for somehow the sound
Seemed givin' a nathural feel to whatever I seen around.
And I just was thinkin': “It's mad wid joy, poor Rexy, he'd be if he knew
There was wan of us come from th' ould place at home”—whin, och wirrasthrew,
All in a minute I opened me eyes where I lay on the floor,
An' the child was keenin' away, an' the wind moanin' under the door,
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An' outside in the could daylight the air was a-flutther wid snow,
An' the black bank sthraked wid white like the bars on a magpie's wing—
For sorra a word o' thruth was in't, an' I'd nought but dhramed the thing.
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