Poems of James Clarence Mangan (Many hitherto uncollected): Centenary edition: Edited, with preface and notes by D. J. O'Donoghue: Introduction by John Mitchel |
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LOVE.
Spirit of wordless love! that in the loneBowers of the poet's museful soul doth weave
Tissues of thought, hued like the skies of eve
Ere the last glories of the sun hath shone!
How soon, almost before our hearts have known
The change, above the ruins of thy throne
Whose trampled beauty we would fain retrieve
By all earth's thrones beside, we stand and grieve!
We weep not, for the world's chill breath hath bound
In triple ice the fountain of our tears,
And ever-mourning memory thenceforth rears
Her altars upon desecrated ground,
And always, with a low despairful sound,
Tolls the disastrous bell of all our years!
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