Stream and Sun at Glendalough
Through intricate motions ran | Stream and gliding sun | And all my heart seemed gay: | Some stupid thing
that I had done | Made my attention stray. | | | | | Repentance keeps my heart impure; | But what am I that dare | Fancy that I can | Better conduct myself or have more | Sense than a common man? | | | | | What motion of the
sun or stream | Or eyelid shot the gleam | That pierced my body through? | What made me live like these
that seem | Self-born, born anew? | June 1932 |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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