Poem by Thomas MacDonagh

In Dread

All day in widowed loneliness and dread
    Haunted I went, fearing that all your love
Was dead, and all my joy, as sudden dead
    As once were sudden born our joy and love.

1. To a Wise Man
2. With Only This for Likeness, Only These Words
3. Barbara: Born 24th March, 1915
4. Dublin Tramcars
5. My Poet

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