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THE WILD PIGEONS
To James Stephens
The moan of the wild pigeons,
And the boughs are bare,
Bids my heart remember
Friends and days that were.
And the boughs are bare,
Bids my heart remember
Friends and days that were.
Moan of the wild pigeons
Sets my heart to weep.
Wakens the grief, the sorrow
Long had drowsed asleep.
Sets my heart to weep.
Wakens the grief, the sorrow
Long had drowsed asleep.
Moan of the wild pigeons,
North Wind and the snow,
Where the kind ones travelled
I am fain to go.
North Wind and the snow,
Where the kind ones travelled
I am fain to go.
They are asleep, the beloved,
Out in the night and rain.
The moan of the wild pigeons
Breaks my heart in twain.
Out in the night and rain.
The moan of the wild pigeons
Breaks my heart in twain.
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