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Poem by Thomas MacDonagh

Druimfhionn Donn Dilis

-- O Druimfhionn Donn Dilis!
O Silk of the Kine!
Where goest thou for sleeping?
What pastures are thine?
-- In the woods with my gilly
Always I must keep,
And 'tis that now that leaves me
Forsaken to weep.

Land, homestead, wines, music:
I am reft of them all!
Chief and bard that once wooed me
Are gone from my call!
And cold water to soothe me
I sup with my tears,
While the foe that pursues me
Has drinking that cheers.

-- Through the mist of the glensides
And hills I return:
Like a brogue beyond mending
The Sasanach I'll spurn:
If in battle's contention
I have sight of the crown,
I'll befriend thee and defend thee,
My young Druimfhionn Donn!

Thomas MacDonagh

Thomas MacDonagh's other poems:
  1. Barbara: Born 24th March, 1915
  2. I Heard a Music Sweet To-day
  3. To a Wise Man
  4. A Song of Another. For Eoghan
  5. The Rain It Raineth

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