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THE LAST NIGHT OF ARTAN THE CULDEE, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: It is but a little thing to sit here in silence and the dark
Last Line: And I shall hear oona's voice as a sleeping seal hears the moving wave.
Alternate Author Name(s): Macleod, Fiona
Subject(s): Death; Kisses; Love; Man-woman Relationships; Memory; Dead, The; Male-female Relations


It is but a little thing to sit here in the silence and the dark:
For I remember the blazing noon when I saw Oona the White:
I remember the day when we sailed the Moyle in our skin-built barque;
And I remember when Oona's lips were on mine in the heart of the night.

So it is a little thing to sit here, hearing nought, seeing nought:
When the dawn breaks they will hurry me hence to the new-dug grave:
It will be quiet there, if it be true what the good Colum has taught,
And I shall hear Oona's voice as a sleeping seal hears the moving wave.





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