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Austin Clarke

Sleepy moths fluttered
In her dark eyes,
And her lips grew quieter
Than lullabies.
Swaying with the reedgrass
Over the stream
Lazily she lingered
Cradling a dream.

—Austin Clarke, from “The Awakening of Dermuid,” Austin Clarke (From “The Vengeance of Finn.”) Anthology of Irish Verse. Edited with an introductionby Padraic Colum. (New York: Boni and Liveright, 1922.)

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