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Padraic Colum (1881–1972).  Anthology of Irish Verse.  1922.
 
5. A Drover
 
By Padraic Colum
 
 
TO MEATH of the pastures,
From wet hills by the sea,
Through Leitrim and Longford
Go my cattle and me.
 
I hear in the darkness        5
Their slipping and breathing.
I name them the bye-ways
They’re to pass without heeding.
 
Then the wet, winding roads,
Brown bogs with black water;        10
And my thoughts on white ships
And the King o’ Spain’s daughter.
 
O! farmer, strong farmer!
You can spend at the fair
But your face you must turn        15
To your crops and your care.
 
And soldiers—red soldiers!
You’ve seen many lands;
But you walk two by two,
And by captain’s commands.        20
 
O! the smell of the beasts,
The wet wind in the morn;
And the proud and hard earth
Never broken for corn;
 
And the crowds at the fair,        25
The herds loosened and blind,
Loud words and dark faces
And the wild blood behind.
 
(O! strong men with your best
I would strive breast to breast        30
I could quiet your herds
With my words, with my words.)
 
I will bring you, my kine,
Where there’s grass to the knee;
But you’ll think of scant croppings        35
Harsh with salt of the sea.
 

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