The Spring In Ireland: 1916 (James Stephens Poems)
IDo not forget my charge I beg of you ;That of what flow'rs you find of fairest hueAnd sweetest odor ...
IDo not forget my charge I beg of you ;That of what flow'rs you find of fairest hueAnd sweetest odor ...
I heard a bird at dawn Singing sweetly on a tree,That the dew was on the lawn, And the wind was on ...
I heard a bird at dawn Singing sweetly on a tree, That the dew was on the lawn, And the ...
So Eden was deserted, and at eve Into the quiet place God came to grieve. His face was sad, His ...
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