To A Wood-Rat 



(Whose home was de stroy ed by ;i cloM ill /- • 

 James Leo Duff 



Och, it pulls at me heart 



to see you afflicted, 

 You with the great 



sobbin' eyes of ye there; 

 Could the Irish stand by 



to see one evicted 

 An' say, "I don't care?" 



You that have labored 



your home to be earnin', 

 You've toiled in the buildin' 



be day an' be night. 

 Now they've pulled it apart 



for the sake of their learnin' — 

 God send thim light ! 



Reprinted by permission from "A Stanford Book of 

 Verse 1 ' by the English Club of Stanford University. 



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