Poem by Thomas MacDonagh

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O bursting bud of joy
I pluck thee in thy flower!
Fast I plant thee in my breast
To bloom and bloom for ever.

I lived without thee long,
Lonesome my life without thee.
Lightly blossom in my breast,
O flower mine, for ever! 

1. Dublin Tramcars
2. The Stars Stand up in the Air
3. Averil
4. Of the Man of My First Play
5. The Philistine

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