Dowell O Reilly Poems

WHAT can we give in return
For her beauty and mystery
Of flowering forest, infinite plain,
Deep sky and distant mountain-chain,
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GREY dawn—and lucent star that slowly paled
Beyond the breaking splendour of the years,
When boyhood's heart looked up to heaven, through tears
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WILD eyes—and faces ashen grey
That strain through lofty prison bars
To see the everlasting stars,
Then turn—to slumber as we may:
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ALONG the serried coast the Southerly raves,
Grey birds scream landward through the distance hoar,
And, swinging from the dim confounded shore,
The everlasting boom of broken waves
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Like summer waves on sands of snow,
Soft ringlets clasp her neck and brow,
And wandering breezes kiss away
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