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Poem by William Allingham


In Snow


O English mother, in the ruddy glow
Hugging your baby closer when outside
You see the silent, soft, and cruel snow
Falling again, and think what ills betide
Unshelter'd creatures,--your sad thoughts may go
Where War and Winter now, two spectre-wolves,
Hunt in the freezing vapour that involves
Those Asian peaks of ice and gulfs below.
Does this young Soldier heed the snow that fills
His mouth and open eyes? or mind, in truth,
To-night, his mother's parting syllables?
Ha! is't a red coat?--Merely blood. Keep ruth
For others; this is but an Afghan youth
Shot by the stranger on his native hills. 



William Allingham


William Allingham's other poems:
  1. Wayconnell Tower
  2. A Burial-place
  3. To the Castle of Donegal
  4. In Highgate Cemetery
  5. The Emigrant’s Adieu to Ballyshannon


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