{"id":886,"date":"2012-01-15T22:54:00","date_gmt":"2012-01-15T22:54:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=886"},"modified":"2014-10-20T22:56:33","modified_gmt":"2014-10-20T22:56:33","slug":"the-flowing-dargle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/the-flowing-dargle\/","title":{"rendered":"The Flowing Dargle"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span class=\"embed-youtube\" style=\"text-align:center; display: block;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" class=\"youtube-player\" width=\"660\" height=\"372\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/fnffJcaRh1Y?version=3&#038;rel=1&#038;showsearch=0&#038;showinfo=1&#038;iv_load_policy=1&#038;fs=1&#038;hl=en-GB&#038;autohide=2&#038;wmode=transparent\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" style=\"border:0;\" sandbox=\"allow-scripts allow-same-origin allow-popups allow-presentation allow-popups-to-escape-sandbox\"><\/iframe><\/span><\/p>\n<p>The Sugarloafs it flows between<br \/>\nThe Dargles tinkling waters<br \/>\nAnd by its banks often has been<br \/>\nWicklows courting sons and daughters<\/p>\n<p>Kilcroney bridge it spans it<br \/>\nAs out to sea it goes<br \/>\nAnd a painter sat to paint a bit<br \/>\nBeside where the water flows&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Sugarloafs it flows between The Dargles tinkling waters And by its banks often has been Wicklows courting sons and daughters Kilcroney bridge it spans it As out to sea it goes And a painter sat to paint a bit Beside where the water flows&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[223,6],"tags":[224,1089,1028,1090,1091],"class_list":["post-886","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-art-inspired-poetry","category-video-poetry","tag-art","tag-darge","tag-dublin","tag-river","tag-water","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-ei","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":5203,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/the-water-gently-flows\/","url_meta":{"origin":886,"position":0},"title":"The Water Gently Flows","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"25th December 2022","format":false,"excerpt":"Where once a torrent in the rain The water gently flows... 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