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Come May and hang a white flag on each thorn	A
Make truce with earth and heaven the April child	B
Now hides her sulky face deep in the morn	A
Of your new flowers by the water wild	B
And in the ripples of the rising grass	C
And rushes bent to let the south wind pass	C
On with her tumult of swift nomad wings	D
And broken domes of downy dandelion	E
Only in spasms now the blackbird sings	D
The hour is all a dream	F
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Nets of woodbine	E
Throw woven shadows over dreaming flowers	G
And dreaming a bee luring lily bends	H
Its tender bell where blue dyke water cowers	H
Thro' briars and folded ferns and gripping ends	H
Of wild convolvulus	H
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The lark's sky way	I
Is desolate	J
I watch an apple spray	I
Beckon across a wall as if it knew	E
I wait the calling of the orchard maid	K
Inly I fell she will come in blue	E
With yellow on her hair and two curls strayed	K
Out of her comb's loose stocks and I shall steal	L
Behind and lay my hands upon her eyes	H
'Look not but be my Psyche '	-
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And her peal	L
Of laughter will ring far and as she tries	H
For freedom I will call her names of flowers	H
That climb up walls then thro' the twilight hours	H
We'll talk about the loves of ancient queens	H
And kisses like wasp honey false and sweet	M
And how we are entangled in love's snares	H
Like wind looped flowers	H

Francis Ledwidge

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