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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?
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.
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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