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In Connemara

 WITH eyes all untroubled she laughs as she passes,
 Bending beneath the creel with the seaweed brown,
Till evening with pearl dew dims the shining grasses
 And night lit with dreamlight enfolds the sleepy town.
Then she will wander, her heart all a laughter, Tracking the dream star that lights the purple gloom.
She follows the proud and golden races after, As high as theirs her spirit, as high will be her doom.

Poem by George William Russell
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