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 Came up out of the hole, and red-eared hounds

With long white bodies came out of the air

Suddenly, and ran at them and harried them.

The Maines' children dropped their spades, and stood

With quaking joints and terror strucken faces,

Till Maeve called out 'These are but common men.

The Maines' children have not dropped their spades

Because Earth crazy for its broken power

Casts up a show and the winds answer it

With holy shadows'. Her high heart was glad,

And when the uproar ran along the grass

She followed with light footfall in the midst,

Till it died out where an old thorn tree stood.

Friend of these many years, you too had stood

With equal courage in that whirling rout;

For you, although you've not her wandering heart,

Have all that greatness, and not her's [sic] alone.

For there is no high story about queens

In any ancient book but tells of you,

And when I've heard how they grew old and died

Or fell into unhappiness I've said;

'She will grow old and die and she has wept'!

And when I'd write it out anew, the words,

Half crazy with the thought, She too has wept!

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