 Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce, read for LibriVox.org to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, 2007, by Avery. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, when the bat flew from tree to tree. My love and I did walk together, and sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind went murmuring, oh, happily, but softer than the breath of summer was the kiss she gave to me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce, read for LibriVox.org to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, 2007, by Ann Keelah. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, when the bat flew from tree to tree. My love and I did walk together, and sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind went murmuring, oh, happily, but softer than the breath of summer was the kiss she gave to me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce, read for LibriVox.org to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, 2007, by Annie Coleman. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, when the bat flew from tree to tree. My love and I did walk together, and sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind went murmuring, oh, happily, but softer than the breath of summer was the kiss she gave to me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. End of poem. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce, read for LibriVox.org to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, 2007, by Adalanta Pendragon. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, when the bat flew from tree to tree. My love and I did walk together, and sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind went murmuring, oh, happily, but softer than the breath of summer was the kiss she gave to me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce, read for LibriVox.org by Julian Jameson to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, 2007. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, when the bat flew from tree to tree. My love and I did walk together, and sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind went murmuring, oh, happily, but softer than the breath of summer was the kiss she gave to me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce, read for LibriVox.org to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, 2007 by Jay Rudman. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, when the bat flew from tree to tree. My love and I did walk together, and sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind went murmuring, oh, happily, but softer than the breath of summer was the kiss she gave to me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce, read for LibriVox.org to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, 2007 by Kristen Hughes. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, when the bat flew from tree to tree. My love and I did walk together, and sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind went murmuring, oh, happily, but softer than the breath of summer was the kiss she gave to me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce, read for LibriVox.org to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, 2007 by Lucy Burgoyne. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, when the bat flew from tree to tree. My love and I did walk together, and sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind went murmuring, oh, happily, but softer than the breath of summer was the kiss she gave to me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce, read for LibriVox.org to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, 2007 by Nick Apgis. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, when the bat flew from tree to tree. My love and I did walk together, and sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind went murmuring, oh, happily, but softer than the breath of summer was the kiss she gave to me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce, read for LibriVox.org to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, 2007 by Dedalus. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, when the bat flew from tree to tree. My love and I did walk together, and sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind went murmuring, oh, happily, but softer than the breath of summer was the kiss she gave to me. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, by James Joyce, for LibriVox.org, narrated by Sean McKinley, to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, 2007. Oh, it was out by Donnie Carney, when the bat flew from tree to tree. My love and I did walk together, and sweet were the words she said to me. Along with us the summer wind went murmuring, oh, happily, but softer than the breath of summer was the kiss she gave to me. End of poem.