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Padraic Colum (1881–1972). Anthology of Irish Verse. 1922.

By Seumas O’Sullivan

167. The Half Door

DARK eyes, wonderful, strange and dear they shone

A moment’s space;

And wandering under the white stars I had gone

In a strange place.

Over the half door careless, your white hand

A moment gleamed;

And I was walking on some great storm-heaped strand

Forever it seemed.

I would give all that glory to see once more,

A moment’s space,

Your eyes gleam strange and dark above the half door,

Your Hand’s white grace.