VAGRANT VERSE
GLENARM PARK. Past ploughed and fallow, at the top Of the glen, where stunted hazels grow, With pensive show Of white moss-banded arms that drop Wind-struck, into the daisy crop; There, on a thought, the first doe would rise With daisy meads in her two eyes. Past forest bridge and up the slope Where slim and straight the hazels grow, But closer now, Ringstraked with light and all a-drop With dazzling mist until you stop; There, at a sound, the last stag would rise With hazel woods in his two eyes. —Lyle Donaghy in the Observer (London).
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Southland Times, Issue 21649, 10 March 1932, Page 6
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99VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 21649, 10 March 1932, Page 6
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