Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, GLORNY'S WEIR, by WINIFRED MARY LETTS


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First Line: At night when the world was sleepy and still
Last Line: The roar of the waters at glorny's weir.


At night when the world was sleepy and still,
I'd wake, maybe, in the depth o' the dark,
And think of the river below the hill,
That flows so fast by the ruined old mill.
Never a sound beside would I hear,
But the water roaring at Glorny's Weir.

I'd think to myself how day would come soon,
The water-hens wake, and the wagtails stir,
The kingfisher flash in the light of the noon
From the willowy banks of Knockmaroon.
But through the day you could scarcely hear
The voice of the river at Glorny's Weir.

I'd wake in the depth o' the dark, maybe,
When the friendly voices of day were still;
But the river would lift its song for me,
Down from the mountains off to the sea.
And glad was I in the night to hear
The roar of the waters at Glorny's Weir.





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