Publisher's Synopsis
Excerpt from Songs of the Dawn: And Irish Ditties
Sing us a song of the Dawn, we cried, For night drags wearily by With never a star and the winds blow wide Through the leaden depths of the sky. Then one with a dream in his eyes arose, I'll chant ye a rhyme, said he, Of the Irish dawnings of gold and rose Remembered by you and me.
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