In Glencullen Poem by John Millington Synge

In Glencullen

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Thrush, linnet, stare and wren,
Brown lark beside the sun,
Take thought of kestril, sparrow-hawk,
Birdlime and roving gun.
You great-great-grandchildren
Of birds I've listened to,
I think I robbed your ancestors
When I was young as you.

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John Millington Synge

John Millington Synge

Newtown Villas, Rathfarnham, County Dublin
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