Padraic Colum

(8 December 1881 – 11 January 1972 / County Longford)

The Beggar's Child - Poem by Padraic Colum

MAVOURNEEN, we'll go far away
From the net of the crooked town
Where they grudge us the light of the day.

Around my neck you will lay
Two tight little arms of brown.
Mavourneen, we'll go far away
From the net of the crooked town.

And what will we hear on the way?
The stir of wings up and down
In nests where the little birds stay!
Mavourneen, we'll go far away
From the net of the crooked town
Where they grudge us the light of the day.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 20, 2010



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