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Three Irish Poets – Ellen O'Leary
...open-eyed, then the eyes gently close, As petals fold into the heart of a rose, But ope soon again in awe, love, but no fear, And fondly they murmur, "Our mammie is here." She lays them down softly, she wraps them around; They lie in sweet slumbers, she starts at a sound, The cock loudly crows, and the spirit's away-- The drunkard steals in at the dawning of day. Again...