Edward J. O'Brien Poems

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1.
Song

She goes all so softly
   Like a shadow on the hill,
A faint wind at twilight
   That stirs, and is still.
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2.
The Last Piper

Dark winds of the mountain,
White winds of the sea,
Are skirling the pibroch
Of Seumas an Righ.
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