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SECOND SIGHT
"Sister," said blind Dara,
"What do you behold?"
Round her and St. Brigid
Flowed the dawn's gold.
"Sister," said blind Dara,
"Would that I might see
Veils of gold and silver
Drawn on hill and lea!"

Over her and Brigid
Carolled the lark,
Hills were heights of Heaven,
Though their feet were dark.
Dew in the shadow
Pearled the gossamer;
Kine in the meadow
'Gan to low and stir.

Mists from the bogland
Curled like silver smoke.
Young birds were singing
In the spreading oak.
To the east and southward
Scarlet grew the world,
And the sun leapt upward,
As a ball is hurled.

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