(10 April 1867 – 17 July 1935 / Lurgan, County Armagh, Ireland)

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Mistrust

YOU look at me with wan, bright eyes
When in the deeper world I stray:
You fear some hidden ambush lies
In wait to call me, “Come away.”

What if I see behind the veil
Your starry self beseeching me,
Or at its stern command grow pale,
“Let her be free, let her be free”?

Submitted: Monday, May 07, 2012


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