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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391926" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Dead Kings</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391926" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">All the dead kings came to me<br>At Rosnaree, where I was dreaming.<br>A few stars glimmered through the morn,<br>And down the thorn the dews were streaming.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391926" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And every dead king had a story<br>Of ancient glory, sweetly told.<br>It was too early for the lark,<br>But the starry dark had tints of gold.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391926" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I listened to the sorrows three<br>Of that Eire passed into song.<br>A cock crowed near a hazel croft,<br>And up aloft dim larks winged strong.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391926" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>And I, too, told the kings a story<br>Of later glory, her fourth sorrow:<br>There was a sound like moving shields<br>In high green fields and the lowland furrow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391926" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And one said : ' We who yet are kings<br>Have heard these things lamenting inly.'<br>Sweet music flowed from many a bill<br>And on the hill the morn stood queenly.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391926" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And one said : ' Over is the singing,<br>And bell bough ringing, whence we come ;<br>With heavy hearts we'll tread the shadows,<br>In honey meadows birds are dumb.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391926" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And one said : ' Since the poets perished<br>And all they cherished in the way,<br>Their thoughts unsung, like petal showers<br>Inflame the hours of blue and gray.'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391926" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And one said : ' A loud tramp of men<br>We'll hear again at Rosnaree.'<br>A bomb burst near me where I lay.<br>I woke, 'twas day in Picardy.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Francis+Ledwidge">Francis Ledwidge</a></strong></div>

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