<h2> THE MONK MAELANFAID </h2>
<p>Maelanfaid saw a tiny bird<br/>
A-grieving on the ground,<br/>
And O, the sad lament he heard,<br/>
That sorrow's self might sound:<br/>
He could not read a note or word<br/>
The song of grief inwound.<br/>
<br/>
Maelanfaid went within his cell<br/>
To keep a fast and pray,<br/>
To listen to a voice would tell<br/>
The mystery away:<br/>
What was the red long pain befell<br/>
The bird of grief all day?<br/>
<br/>
"Maelanfaid," airy voices call,<br/>
"MacOcha Molv is dead,<br/>
Who killed no creature great or small,<br/>
Who helped all life instead:<br/>
Now griefs of bird and blossom fall<br/>
Around his funeral bed."<br/></p>
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