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Three men of Ireland left its air
For Alfred’s in a boat quite bare
Of oars and canvas. Muse! Relate
How they, for god’s love, sought a state
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Now, while amid those dainty downs and dales
With shepherd swains I sit, unknown to me,
We sweetly sing and tell pastoral tales,
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Go you, O winds that blow from north to south,
Convey my secret sighs unto my sweet;
Deliver them from mine unto her mouth,
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The First Voyagers: [to The Memory Of W B Yeats]
Three men of Ireland left its air
For Alfred’s in a boat quite bare
Of oars and canvas. Muse! Relate
How they, for god’s love, sought a state
Of pilgrimage, they cared not where.
The boat which carried them was wrought
With two hides and a half; they brought
Food but for seven nights, no more:
The seventh night, the stormy shore
Of Cornwall led to Alfred’s court.
I praise this blessed ‘three in one’ –
Macbethu, Dubslane, Malinmun
Their names, but no one knew their boat’s:
Like the Argo, and the Ark it floats
As long as time’s green tide shall run.
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