Poem by Thomas MacDonagh

To Eoghan

Will you gaze after the dead, gaze into the grave?--
    Strain your eyes in the darkness, knowing it vain?
Strain your voice in the silence that never gave
    To any voice of yours an answer again?

She whom you loved long years is dead, and you
    Stay, and you cannot bear it and cry for her--
And life will cure this pain -- or death: you too
    Shall quiet lie where cries no echo stir.

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2. Of the Man of My First Play
3. Dublin Tramcars
4. Cormac Óg
5. The Philistine

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