Sheehan Patrick Augustine Biography

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For I do hate thee, O thou spectre Death!
Pale moonbeams flit between thy naked ribs.
There is a hollow darkness o'er thy hips,
And elfin lights gleam from unlustrous eyes,
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Swallows of Allah! unfurl your white wings,
Come to us, strangers, o'er the friendless sea,
Welcomed by Islam and its chivalry.
For bene of all your hallowed minist'rings.
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I have beheld Nature and Art at war,
For on this summer eve the thunder pealed,
Where the Pilatus threat'ning raised his steeled
And crested helmet o'er the smoking bar,
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Yestereen I stood beside the level seas
The soft wind fanned the hair upon my brow,
The soft waves lapped and curled against my knees,
And the prophetic sea-voice said, Be thou
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