 | Poems and Dramas by "Fiona MacLeod" (William Sharp) |  |
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DEAD LOVE
FROM THE GAELIC
It is the grey rock I am,
And grey rain on the rock:
It is the grey wave ...
That grey hound.
And grey rain on the rock:
It is the grey wave ...
That grey hound.
What (is it) to be old:
(It is to be as) the grey moss in winter:
Alasdair-mo-ghaol,
It is long since my laughter.
(It is to be as) the grey moss in winter:
Alasdair-mo-ghaol,
It is long since my laughter.
Alasdair-mo-ghaol,
The breast is shrivelled
That you said was white
As canna in wind.
The breast is shrivelled
That you said was white
As canna in wind.
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