James Stephens poetry

Monday, April 28, 2008

Owen O'Néill

If poesy have faith at all,
If some great lion of the Gael
Shall rule the lovely land of Fál ;
O yellow mast and roaring sail !
Carry the leadership for me,
Writ in this letter, o'er the sea
To great O'Néill.
Posted by me at 10:01 AM
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