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Francis Ledwidge (Фрэнсис Ледвидж)


Fairies


Maiden-poet, come with me
To the heaped up cairn of Maeve,
And there we'll dance a fairy dance
Upon a fairy's grave.

In and out among the trees,
Filling all the night with sound,
The morning, strung upon her star,
Shall chase us round and round.


What are we but fairies too,
Living but in dreams alone,
Or, at the most, but children still,
Innocent and overgrown? 



Francis Ledwidge's other poems:
  1. In France
  2. A Little Boy In The Morning
  3. June
  4. The Call To Ireland
  5. Pan


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