Corpus of Electronic Texts Edition
Selected poems by John Millington Synge (Author: John Millington Synge)
poem 3
To the Oaks of Glencree
- My arms are round you, and I lean
Against you, while the lark
Sings over us, and golden lights, and green
Shadows are on your bark.
- There'll come a season when you'll stretch
Black boards to cover me;
Then in Mount Jerome I will lie, poorwretch,
With worms eternally.
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