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By BS

Patrick Kavanagh

Patrick don't turn around I think its her. I love the words of your poem Raglan Road  especially the first verse;

On Raglan Road on an autumn day I met her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare that I might one day rue;
I saw the danger, yet I walked along the enchanted way,
And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning of the day.


It became a song and the definitive version was sung by Luke Kelly of the Dubliners.

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