The Harp of Aengus

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    <strong>The Harp of Aengus</strong>

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    Beside young Aengus in his tower of glass,

    Where time is d<dfn>藏书网</dfn>rowned in odour-laden winds

    And Druid moons, and murmuring of boughs,

    And sleepy boughs, and boughs<samp>藏书网</samp> where apples made

    Of opal and ruhy and pale chrysolite

    Awake unsleeping fires; and wove seven strings,

    Sweet with all music, out of his long hair,

    Because her hands had been made wild by love.

    When Midhirs wife had ged her to a fly,

    He made a harp with Druid apple-wood

    That she among her winds might know he wept;

    And from that hour he has watched over none

    But faithful lovers..

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