A Star (Patrick Kavanagh Poems)
Beauty was that Far vanished flame, Call it a star Wanting better name. And gaze and gaze Vaguely until Nothing is left Save a grey ghost-hill. Here wait ...
Beauty was that Far vanished flame, Call it a star Wanting better name. And gaze and gaze Vaguely until Nothing is left Save a grey ghost-hill. Here wait ...
O stony grey soil of Monaghan The laugh from my love you thieved; You took the gay child of my ...
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