The Hill Of Maeve (Clinton Scollard Poems)
I This is the hill of Maeve, the queen, A mighty bulwark of gray-green Whereon was set, by hands unknown, ...
I This is the hill of Maeve, the queen, A mighty bulwark of gray-green Whereon was set, by hands unknown, ...
Fair Maeve, that was queen of Beauty, Whither, whither has she gone? Ask the cairn that over Sligo ...
The sea was mist-enwreathed at morn, A void unspeakably forlorn; Yet from the seeming barren gloom Beauty, the dream ...
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