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- INTO THE TWILIGHT
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- OUT-WORN heart, in a time out-worn,
- Come clear of the nets of wrong and right;
- Laugh, heart, again in the grey twilight,
- Sigh, heart, again in the dew of the morn.
- Your mother Eire is aways young,
- Dew ever shining and twilight grey;
- Though hope fall from you and love decay,
- Burning in fires of a slanderous tongue.
- Come, heart, where hill is heaped upon hill:
- For there the mystical brotherhood
- Of sun and moon and hollow and wood
- And river and stream work out their will;
- And God stands winding His lonely horn,
- And time and the world are ever in flight;
- And love is less kind than the grey twilight,
- And hope is less dear than the dew of the morn.
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