John Millington Synge Poems

MY arms are round you, and I lean
Against you, while the lark
Sings over us, and golden lights, and green
Shadows are on your bark.
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We heard the thrushes by the shore and sea,
And saw the golden star's nativity,
Then round we went the lane by Thomas Flynn
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What a grudge I am bearing the earth that has its arms about her, and is holding that face away from
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A silent sinner, nights and days,
No human heart to him drew nigh,
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Still south I went and west and south again,
Through Wicklow from the morning till the night,
And far from cities, and the sights of men,
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Lord, confound this surly sister,
Blight her brow with blotch and
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