Page:The Complete Poems of Francis Ledwidge, 1919.djvu/51

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A SONG OF APRIL
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My wild one, the sweet beautiful uncouth,
The eldest maiden of the Winter's daughter.
And down the rainbows of her noon shall slide
Lark music, and the little sunbeam people,
And nomad wings shall fill the river side,
And ground winds rocking in the lily's steeple.