| Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922. | | | | In Leinster | | By Louise Imogen Guiney (1861–1920) |
| | | I TRY to knead and spin, but my life is low the while. | |
| O, I long to be alone and walk abroad a mile! | |
| Yet if I walk alone, and think of naught at all, | |
| Why from me that ’s young should the wild tears fall? | |
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| The shower-stricken earth, the earth-colour’d streams, | 5 |
| They breathe on me awake and moan to me in dreams; | |
| And yonder ivy fondling the broke castle-wall, | |
| It pulls upon my heart till the wild tears fall. | |
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| The cabin door looks down a furze-lighted hill, | |
| And far as Leighlin Cross the fields are green and still; | 10 |
| But once I hear the blackbird in Leighlin hedges call, | |
| The foolishness is on me, and the wild tears fall. | | | | |
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