Poems by MacDonagh Thomas
Eve
... ught winter inAnd the windy glistening sky,I that brought sorrow and sin,Hell and pain and terror, I ...
John-John
... d hear me lock The door and put out Shep --But there now, it is six o'clock And time for you to step ...
The Yellow Bittern
... light --Well, the milk and the ale are drunk every drop, And a dram won't stop our thirst this night ...
