Innocence (Patrick Kavanagh Poems)
They laughed at one I loved-The triangular hill that hungUnder the Big Forth. They saidThat I was bounded by the ...
They laughed at one I loved-The triangular hill that hungUnder the Big Forth. They saidThat I was bounded by the ...
We borrowed the loan of Kerr's assTo go to Dundalk with butter,Brought him home the evening before the marketAnd exile ...
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 ...
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