The Old Mass Shandryden (John O Brien Poems)
I can see it in my dreaming o'er a gap of thirty years,And the rattle of its boxes still is ...
I can see it in my dreaming o'er a gap of thirty years,And the rattle of its boxes still is ...
May a fading fancy hover round a gladness that is over?May a dreamer in the silence rake the ashes of ...
Fall the shadows on the gullies, fades the purple from the mountain;And the day that's passing outwards down the stairways ...
I see we have undervalued the kookaburra;they think they are waking the world, and I think so too.They gobble the ...
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