Page:The Complete Poems of Francis Ledwidge, 1919.djvu/79

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IN THE DUSK
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You, in the singing dusk, how could you wend
The songless way Contentment fleetly wings?
But in the dark your beauty shall be strong,
Tho' only one should listen how it sings.