Maybe I Was Skittish Among Strangers

Music: Planxty Eleanor Plunkett. By Turlough O'Carolan. Sequenced by Barry Taylor at Kunst der Fuge.

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Maybe I was skittish among strangers: Only you, my loved ones, owned my heart. Racing into hiding, I would know, Given time, the foreigners would go: Here was home, in which they had no part. As though I knew my fate, I dodged all dangers; Nor could I alter it, for all my art.