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Click hereLAND OF WARRIORS 6803XX
By JC STREET © 2004 all rights reserved
The resolute so maximum
stands the timber of the wood
So mighty is the thunderbolt
Rolling smoke upon the glen
So fair does the mountain snow caress Deirdre
of Slieve Gullion
So deep is the land of the carpet at twilight
wearing the purple robes of Connacht
So white are the thighs of the warrior maidens
clear like glass
The buckle of feast tables resounds
cracking sharply
in the halls of Enniscorthy
So long is the time of the standards
furled on the brow of the mist
--30-- Montreal, March 1968 – reminiscent of celtic style in the Dark Ages
(dark for the English perhaps—but not for Ireland)
caress.....so lovely your words...it touches an old mountaineer....when spring was running....