The Irish Poems of Alfred Perceval Graves ... Second Edition |
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THE SECOND SUMMER SONG
Summer's here! free, balm-blowing;
Down the brown wood verdure's glowing;
Slim, nimble deer are leaping;
Smooth the path of seals is showing.
Down the brown wood verdure's glowing;
Slim, nimble deer are leaping;
Smooth the path of seals is showing.
Cuckoos, echoing to each other,
Soothe to blest, restful slumber;
Gentle birds glance on the hill-side,
And swift grey stags in number.
Soothe to blest, restful slumber;
Gentle birds glance on the hill-side,
And swift grey stags in number.
Restless run the deer—behind them
Pours the curled pack, tuneful baying;
From end to end laughs the strand,
Where the excited sea is spraying.
Pours the curled pack, tuneful baying;
From end to end laughs the strand,
Where the excited sea is spraying.
By the playful breezes stirred
Drum Dail's oak tops dimly welter;
While the noble, hornless herd
Seek in Cuan wood a shelter.
Drum Dail's oak tops dimly welter;
While the noble, hornless herd
Seek in Cuan wood a shelter.
Every herb begins to sprout;
The oakwood heights with green abound;
Summer's in, winter's out!
Twisted hollies wound the hound.
The oakwood heights with green abound;
Summer's in, winter's out!
Twisted hollies wound the hound.
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Loud the blackbird pipes his lay,
The live wood's heir from May to May;
The excited sea is lulled to sleep,
In air the speckled salmon leap.
The live wood's heir from May to May;
The excited sea is lulled to sleep,
In air the speckled salmon leap.
The sun is laughing over the land,
To the brood of cares the back of my hand!
Hounds bark, tryst the deer,
Ravens flourish, summer's here!
To the brood of cares the back of my hand!
Hounds bark, tryst the deer,
Ravens flourish, summer's here!
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