John Millington Synge
The Passing Of The Shee - Poem by John Millington Synge
[After looking at one of A.E.'s pictures.]
Adieu, sweet Angus, Maeve and Fand,
Ye plumed yet skinny Shee,
That poets played with hand in hand
To learn their ecstasy.
We'll search in Red Dan Sally's ditch,
And drink in Tubber fair,
Or poach with Red Dan Philly's bitch
The badger and the hare.
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