Page:The Complete Poems of Francis Ledwidge, 1919.djvu/237

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BY FAUGHAN
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Twixt wind and silence Faughan flows,
In music broken over rocks,
Like mingled bells the poet knows
Ring in the fields of Eastern flocks.
And here this song for you I find
Between the silence and the wind.