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Padraic Colum (1881–1972).  Anthology of Irish Verse.  1922.
179. The Wind Bloweth Where It Listeth
By Susan L. Mitchell
MY HEART lies light in my own breast
That yesterday in yours found rest.
Indeed, beloved, I would stay
With you to-day as yesterday;
But oh! the being comes and goes,        5
The spirit is a wind that blows.
Though lip to lip no more we press
Our spirits feel that tenderness
That woke within us here and fled
To its own heaven overhead.        10
It sits there in a starry place,
With looks of longing on its face
And beckons us to mount and find
The love that fled upon the wind.
Not the old wayward child to see        15
But some bright-haired divinity.


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