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MO BOUCHALEEN BWEE (MY YELLOW-HAIRED LAD), by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Mo bouchaleen bwee, and mo bouchaleen bwee
Last Line: If I might go with you, mo bouchaleen bwee.


MO Bouchaleen bwee, and mo Bouchaleen bwee,
It's I would go with you wherever you be:
I'd climb the high hills and I'd sail the salt sea
If I might go with you, mo Bouchaleen bwee.

Most dear and most green are the fair hills of Eri,
But on steeper hillsides my feet would not weary:
My feet on the ice and the snowfield might be
If you climbed beside me, mo Bouchaleen bwee.

If you were in exile, whatever winds blew,
It's I would be houseless and homeless with you:
My breast for your fair head a pillow should be,
And my heart for your castle, mo Bouchaleen bwee!

With sorrow before and with danger behind,
I'd follow you, heeding nor weather nor wind:
So kind and so faithful and patient I'd be,
If I might go with you, mo Bouchaleen bwee.





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