Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO BALLYQUIN FOR DREAMS, by LEXIE DEAN ROBERTSON Poet's Biography
First Line: And I shall go to ballyquin
Last Line: My secret dreams forevermore.
Subject(s): Dreams; Nightmares
AND I shall go to Ballyquin
Where roses and pink fuchsias blow,
And pungent peat smoke drifts in thin
Blue clouds where low grey chimneys glow.
At Ballyquin near Kerry hills,
With dusk tranquillity flows in,
And scented purple mist distils
The sweetness that is Ballyquin.
There tired hearts grow strong and brave,
And tarnished faiths shine new again;
There hungry souls find peace they crave
Beneath thatched roofs in Ballyquin.
Yes, I shall go to Ballyquin
Though I touch not that Irish shore,
I'll find a refuge there within
My secret dreams forevermore.
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