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University of St. Thomas (Center for Irish Studies)
ArranAuthor(s): Maurice HarmonSource: New Hibernia Review / Iris Éireannach Nua, Vol. 5, No. 2 (Summer, 2001), p. 52Published by: University of St. Thomas (Center for Irish Studies)Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20557717 .
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Fil?ocht Nua: New Poetry
ARRAN
from Accalam na Sen?rach
Arran of many stags
The sea beats against her cliffs
Island feeder of hunting bands
Ridges red with steely spears.
Restless stags on the summits
Ripe bilberries in thickets
Cool water in her streams
Mast in her red oaks.
Hunting dogs and beagles there
Blackberries and blackthorn sloes
Its shore close to the woods
Deer straying among the oaks.
A purple crop on the rocks
Unblemished grass in the glades Pleasant cover on the crags
The skipping sound of dappled fawns.
Smooth plains and fat swine
Happy fields, a tale to believe, Nuts hang on her tree tops
Long ships sail by.
Pleasant in fine weather
Trout below the river banks
Gulls circling the white cliff Arran always beautiful.
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