Edwin Muir (15 May 1887 – 3 January 1959) was here on Orcadian poet, novelist and noted translator born on a farm in Deerness on the Orkney Islands. R ..
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O Merlin in your crystal cave Deep in the diamond of the day, Will there ever be a singer Whose music will smooth away The furrow drawn by Adam's finger Across the memory and the wave? Or a runner who'll outrun Man's long shadow driving on, Break through the gate of memory And hang the apple on the tree? Will your magic ever show The sleeping bride shut in her bower, The day wreathed in its mound of snow and Time locked in his tower?
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Merlin by Edwin Muir