BROTHER RONAIN OF THE BIRDS
There he abode: but when he died—
I know not. You shall ask some other
Who hath more learning to decide;
And if the birds found a new brother
I know not. You shall ask some other
Who hath more learning to decide;
And if the birds found a new brother
To be their priest. It well may be,
Ronain still lives, young and unfailing,
In that sweet island over the sea
Whence never a mariner comes sailing.
Ronain still lives, young and unfailing,
In that sweet island over the sea
Whence never a mariner comes sailing.
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