Nature
The Blackbird
Translated by Eleanor Hull (1913) · From The Poem-Book of the Gael (1913)
Nature
High trees close me round
Far from the ground the blackbird sings,
Trilling, it chants its lay
Above my well-lined book to-day.
In its soft veil of grey
The wayward cuckoo calls aloud;
Within my wall of green,
My God shrouds me, all unseen.
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Anonymous (Old Irish). “The Blackbird.” Translated by Eleanor Hull. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-old-irish/91/.
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Anonymous (Old Irish). “The Blackbird.” Translated by Eleanor Hull. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-old-irish/91/.
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