Norreys Jephson O'Conor


In The Monastery - Poem by Norreys Jephson O'Conor

Cold is the wind to-night, and rough the sea,
Too rough for even the daring Dane to find
A landing-place upon the frozen lea.
   Cold is the wind.

The blast sweeps round the chapel from behind,
Making the altar-light flare fitfully,
While I must kneel and pray with troubled mind.

Patrick and Brigid, I have prayed to ye!
The night is over, and my task resigned
To Colum. Though God's own dwelling shelter me,
   Cold is the wind.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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