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e trod in the grass? What rogue is night-wandering? Have not old writers said That dizzy dreams can spring From the dry bones of the dead? And many a night it seems That all the valley fills With those fantastic dreams. They overflow the hills, So passionate is a shade, Like wine that fills to the top A grey-green cup of jade, Or maybe an agate cup. (speaking) The hour before dawn and the moon covered up. The little village of Abbey is covered up; The little narrow trodden way that runs From the white road to the Abbey of Corcomroe Is covered up; and all about the hills Are like a circle of Agate or of Jade. Somewhere among great rocks on the scarce grass Birds cry, they cry their loneliness. Even the sunlight can be lonely here, Even hot noon is lonely. I hear a footfall-- A young man with a lantern comes this way. He seems an Aran fisher, for he wears The flannel bawneen and the cow-hide shoe. He stumbles wearily, and stumbling prays. (A young man enters, praying in Irish) Once more the birds cry in their loneliness, But now they wheel about our heads; and now They have dropped on the grey stone to the north-east. (A man and a girl both in the costume of a past time, come in. They wear heroic masks) YOUNG MAN (raising his lantern) Who is there? I cannot see what you are like, Come to the light. STRANGER But what have you to fear? YOUNG MAN And why have you come creeping through the dark. (The Girl blows out lantern) The wind has blown my lantern out. Where are you? I saw a pair of heads against the sky And lost them after, but you are in the right I should not be afraid in County Clare; And should be or should not be have no choice, I have to put myself into your hands, Now that my candle's out. STRANGER You have fought in Dublin? YOUNG MAN I was in the Post Office, and if taken I shall be put against a wall and shot. STRANGER You know some place of refuge, have some plan Or friend who will come to meet you? YOUNG MAN I am to lie At daybreak on the mountain and keep watch Until an Aran coracle puts in At Muckanish or at the rocky shore Under Finvarra, but would break my neck If I went stumbling there alone in the dark. STRANGER We know the pathways th
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