Francis Ledwidge (Фрэнсис Ледвидж)

In France

THE silence of maternal hills
Is round me in my evening dreams;
And round me music-making rills
And mingling waves of pastoral streams.

Whatever way I turn I find
The path is old unto me still.
The hills of home are in my mind,
And there I wander as I will. 

1. After Court Martial
2. Una Bawn
3. The Wife of Llew
4. Ceol Sidhe
5. The Lost Ones

Bryan Procter (Брайан Проктер) In France ("The poplars in the fields of France")

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1513

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