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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COLUMCILLE THE SCRIBE, by COLUMCILLE
First Line: My hand is weary with writing
Last Line: Whence my hand is weary with writing.
Alternate Author Name(s): Columba
Subject(s): Columba, Saint (521-597); Writing & Writers; Colum, Saint; Columcille, Saint
First Line: My hand is weary with writing
Last Line: Whence my hand is weary with writing.
Alternate Author Name(s): Columba
Subject(s): Columba, Saint (521-597); Writing & Writers; Colum, Saint; Columcille, Saint
My hand is weary with writing,
My sharp quill is not steady,
My slender-beaked pen juts forth
A black draught of shining dark-blue ink.
A stream of wisdom of blessed God
Springs from my fair-brown shapely hand:
On the page it squirts its draught
Of ink of the green-skinned holly.
My little dripping pen travels
Across the plain of shining books,
Without ceasing for the wealth of the great --
Whence my hand is weary with writing.
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