Robert Sheridan Biography

Dark as pitch - Dawn spreads light
Dark as dead - Dawn expires graves
Dark withers - Dawn freshness wears
Dark un-paths - Dawn re-strides.
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(a call to alms)

fðlmes ðf þæt giernans
(hands of the beggars)
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The moment we wake up
Before we put on our war-paint make up
We say a little anti-British prayer for you
While combing our Indian wigs now,
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Reverence and humility
A rose without thorns
Purity and brightness;
You’re telling someone
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A certain noise, a vain of laughter - comes
The folly of my wisdom hears their applause
Clapping, clapping - the thunder of a mischievous one
Spiteful people gain your attention through fear, not through love;
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