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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FUCHSIA HEDGES IN CONNACHT, by PADRAIC COLUM Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I think some saint of eirinn wandering far Last Line: Through your bells rings the angelus! Subject(s): Fuchsia | |||
I think some saint of Eirinn wandering far Found you and brought you here -- Demoiselles! For so I greet you in this alien air! And like those maidens who were only known In their own land as daughters of the King, Children of Charlemagne -- You have, by following that pilgrim-saint, Become high vot'resses -- You have made your palace -- beauty dedicate, And your pomp serviceable: You stand beside our folds! I think you came from some old Roman land -- Most alien, but most Catholic you are: Your purple is the purple that enfolds, In Passion Week, the Shrine, Your scarlet is the scarlet of the wounds: You bring before our walls, before our doors, Lamps of the Sanctuary; And in this stony place The time the robin sings, Through your bells rings the Angelus! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN OLD WOMAN OF THE ROADS by PADRAIC COLUM THE PLOUGHER [OR PLOWER] by PADRAIC COLUM THE SEA BIRD TO THE WAVE by PADRAIC COLUM VERSES FOR ALFEO FAGGI'S STATIONS OF THE CROSS by PADRAIC COLUM |
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