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Out-worn heart, in a time out-worn, / Come clear of the nets of wrong and right; / Laugh heart again in the gray twilight, / Sigh, heart, again in the dew of the morn.
Your mother Eire is always young, / Dew ever shining and twilight gray; / Though hope fall from you and love decay, / Burning in fires of a slanderous tongue.
Come, heart, where hill is heaped upon hill: / For there the mystical brotherhood / Of sun and moon and hollow and wood / And river and stream work out their will; / And God stands winding His lonely horn, / And time and the world are ever in flight; / And love is less kind than the gray twilight, / And hope is less dear than the dew of the morn.