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Vol. VI
No. IV
Poetry
A Magazine of Verse
JULY, 1915
POLONIUS AND THE BALLAD SINGERS
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AGAUNT-BUILT woman and her son-in-law—
A broad-faced fellow, with such flesh as shows
Nothing but easy nature—and his wife,
The woman's daughter, who spills all her talk
Out of a wide mouth, but who has eyes as gray
As Connemara, where the mountain-ash
Shows berries red indeed: the enter now—
Our country singers!
"Sing, my good woman, sing us some romance
That has been round your chimney-nooks so long
'Tis nearly native; something blown here
And since made racy—like yon tree, I might say,
Native by influence if not by species,
Shaped by our winds. You understand, I think?"
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