The College Of Surgeons (The Rocky Road To Dublin)
As I stood at the door Sheltered out of the wind, Something flew in Which I hardly could find. In the dim, gloomy doorway I searched till I found A dry withered leaf Lying down on the ground. With thin, pointed claws And a dry dusty skin,, Sure a hall is no place For a leaf to be in! Oh where is your tree, And your summer and all, Poor dusty leaf Whistled into a hall?
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