To The Oaks Of Glencree Poem by John Millington Synge
To The Oaks Of Glencree
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MY arms are round you, and I lean
Against you, while the lark
Sings over us, and golden lights, and green
Shadows are on your bark.
There'll come a season when you'll stretch
Black boards to cover me;
Then in Mount Jerome I will lie, poor wretch,
With worms eternally.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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