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Song

by Thomas Moore
the greatest Irish lyrist
born Dublin, 1779 - died 1852
Have you not seen the timid tear
Steal trembling from mine eye?
Have you not mark'd the flush of fear,
Or caught the murmur'd sigh?
And can you think my love is chill,
Nor fix'd on you alone?
And can you rend, by doubting still,
A heart so much your own?

To you my soul's affections move
Devoutly, warmly, true:
My life has been a task of love,
One long, long thought of you.
If all your tender faith is o'er,
If still my truth you'll try;
Alas! I know but one proof more -
I'll bless your name, and die!

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Dia dhuit a Lady Dianne,
Awakening of a new day,rising of the sun,all new and fresh,
Wow...beautyfull way to start a new day,nature at its best,
Refreshing,like you sister,so great to share your toughts
Thank you Lady Dianne..........

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Dia dhuit a Lady Dianne,
Thank you for compliments Lady Dianne,you such a great soul and so kind,

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Such a beautiful poem! It reminds me of the love a father has for his daughter. Being Daddy's girls, my friends and I love to share songs and poems like this! Thank you for sharing!

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thank you, lady dianne! your kind words certainly can make me smile!

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Dia dhuit a Lady Dianne,
Leaving The Motherland....and familys...that`s how they suffer througt out the ordeal,
Super description of the leaving as many did Lady Dianne,to seek better life,
And raise children to the future of wealth.....Kathaleen No Houlihan......one of them
So grand your mind to share Lady Dianne,thank`s so much for sharing.......

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LEDA AND THE SWAN

A sudden blow:the great wings beating still
Above the staggering girl,her thighs carressed
By the dark webs,her nape caught in his bill,
He holds her helpless breast upon his breast.

How can those terrified vague fingers push
The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?
And how can body,laid in that white rush,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?

A shudder in the loins engenders there
The broken wall,the burning roof and tower
And Agamemnon dead.
Being so caught up,
So mastered by the brute blood of the air,
Did she put on his knowledge with his power
Before the indifferent beak could let her drop?

This from William Buttler Yeats 1924......................

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Dia dhuit a Lady Dianne,
Thank you for your comments,as always greatly appreciate from a sister like you
Take great care there`s only one of You,

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Wonderful poem! Thanks so much for sharing!

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Dia dhuit a Kubana,
So great to share all with friends like you,I think one of the greatest pleasure in life
That is to share........Thank you so much Kubana

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You guys are great! Anyone who doesn't read the back and forth and the sharing in between have only themselves to blame. I was going to do my taxes this weekend but this came up and once again I have to read this journal from Genesis to pause. I can't thank you all enough for this enlightenment and the many enlightenment moments to come. God never said what the acute observer's inherit who are the poets and those who analyze them-- I think they get the balance of the universe that the meek do not get. God bless you all in these tough times.

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Dia dhuit a Jeremiah Fay,
So wonderfull to have friends like you that appreciate the opennest of all sharing,
And understand it,what is wonderfull over here is that everybody is free to do so,
Thank`s for your wise words of meannings Jeremiah Fay,appreciate greatly.......

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Dia dhuit a Lady Dianne,
Wow.............................how complete and full in the mind and soul,
Exquisite to the ultimate....lol.....fearless to the end without hesitations,
Grand and the summum........so great Lady Dianne...Thanks for sharing...
By the way read it 4 times......lol

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