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Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp.  The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse.  1922.
The Cooleen
By Douglas Hyde (1860–1949)
A HONEY mist on a day of frost in a dark oak wood,
And love for thee in my heart in me, thou bright white and good;
Thy slender form, soft and warm, thy red lips apart,
Thou hast found me, and hast bound me, and put grief in my heart.
In fair-green and market men mark thee, bright, young and merry,        5
Tho’ thou hurt them like foes with the rose of thy blush of the berry:
Her cheeks are a poppy, her eye it is Cupid’s helper,
But each foolish man dreams that its beams for himself are.
Whoe’er saw the Cooleen in a cool dewy meadow
On a morning in summer in sunshine and shadow;        10
All the young men go wild for her, my childeen, my treasure,
But now let them go mope, they’ve no hope to possess her.
Let us roam, O my darling, afar thro’ the mountains,
Drink milk of the goat, wine and bulcaun in fountains;
With music and play every day from my lyre,        15
And leave to come rest on my breast when you tire.

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