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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476286" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>David Ap Gwillam At The Mass Of The Birds</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476286" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">THE Thrush, the Lark, and, chief, the Nightingale,<br>With one small bird whose name I do not ken,<br>Offered a Mass; the little bird was clerk,<br>At intervals he struck his silver bell.<br>The stars above that were but whitened then<br>The candles were; the altar was a stone;<br>Myself was there, with meet observances<br>Hearing the Mass the birds said in the dell.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476286" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It was the Lark who sang in dark's decrease<br>Kyrie Eleison; then the Nightingale<br>The Consecration chanted solemnly.<br>(The silver bell was rung for him in chief.)<br>And then the Thrush, the dweller in the vale,<br>Orate Fratres sang how near, how clear!<br>The Thrush it was who, as the sun appeared,<br>Held up the Monstrance, a dew-circled leaf!</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=Padraic+Colum">Padraic Colum</a></strong></div>

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