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TO THE OAKS OF GLENCREE by JOHN MILLINGTON SYNGE

First Line: MY ARMS ARE ROUND YOU, AND I LEAN
Last Line: WITH WORMS ETERNALLY.
Subject(s): OAK TREES;
My arms are round you, and I lean
Against you, while the lark
Sings over us, and golden lights, and green
Shadows are on your bark.

There'll come a season when you'll stretch
Black boards to cover me;
Then in Mount Jerome I will lie, poor wretch,
With worms eternally.



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