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Trad/Roots

Emmylou Harris, Linda Ronstadt and Dolly Parton: Trio 2 (Asylum)

Sequels, it has often been said, are never as good as the real thing, which could have ruled out the long-awaited second collection by these three queens of American music. But contrary to some advance reports, this follow-up to their delightful partnership 12 years ago is no turkey. Perhaps it is a little predictable; the choice of Neil Young's After the Goldrush does not scream adventure. And George Massenburg's silky touchy-feely production occasionally verges on adult-oriented pap. But there is something genuinely thrilling about the way the three voices combine, as on the opening Lover's Return, a haunting wooden porch ballad from the Carter family archives, or the closing When We're Gone, Long Gone. In between, the highlights include Ronstadt and Parton's fine support of Harris's typically naked emotional singing on Donagh Long's You'll Never be the Sun and Parton's feisty reading of Del McCoury's I Feel the Blues Moving In. But equally a curious inertia hangs over much of the music, as if the only

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And it's over now The guns have flowed The nightmare flashed On a cradle road As the guilty rain came down No child to hold Through anxious fears No gentle hand To catch the tears That soak this ancient ground The smile that breaks so gently Belies a troubled head Like a voice that holds the secrets Of the life you might have led Eyes with pale indifference In danger and in grace But the glance that knows the death-knell Left its shadow on your face In the deep enduring darkness As your loyal friends go down Touched by the violent crown 'Til their hunter's hunted down Chorus The web is slowly woven The endless dreamers shed, In the dawn the curfew is broken On the Sunday morning's dead. Centuries of thunder Take the Castle in the flood To the cold night air of London Where you hands are bound in blood. Mid winter deepened As the parting turned inside A thousand times you cried But the shadow never died. And it's over now The guns have flowed The night mare flashed On a cradle road. As the guilty rain came down. No child to hold

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Donagh

Human settlement in Northern Ireland

Donagh (pronounced DOH-nə,^{[citation needed]} from IrishDomhnach, meaning 'church')^[1]^[2] is a small village and townland in County Fermanagh, Northern Ireland. It lies between Lisnaskea and Newtownbutler in the south-east of the county. In the 2001 Census it had a population of 255.^[3] It is situated within Fermanagh and Omagh district.

There is another townland called Donagh in County Fermanagh, as well as one in County Monaghan in the Republic of Ireland.

Donagh was originally known in Irish as Ua Dúnáin Dhomhnaigh Maighe da Claoíne do Mharbhad (meaning 'O'Doonan's Church of the Plain of the Two Slopes'), later known in Irish as Domhnach Maighe Dhá Chlaoine (meaning 'Church of the Plain of the Two Slopes').^[4] It was originally anglicised as 'Donoghmoychinny' or 'Donaghmoyline'. It was later anglicised simply as Donagh.

Features

The village features two protected sites: one is Donagh House, a listed building, the other an ancient ecclesiastical site featuri