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KILLDEE

Killdee! Killdee! far o er the lea At twilight comes the cry. Killdee! a marsh-mate answereth Across the shallow sky. Killdee! Killdee! thrills over me A rhapsody of light, As star to star gives utterance Between the day and night. Killdee! Killdee! O Memory, The twin birds, Joy and Pain, Like shadows parted by the sun, At twilight meet again!

CLOVER

Little masters, hat in hand Let me in your presence stand, Till your silence solve for me This your threefold mystery. Tell me for I long to know How, in darkness there below, Was your fairy fabric spun, Spread and fashioned, three in one. Did your gossips gold and blue, Sky and Sunshine, choose for you, Ere your triple forms were seen, Suited liveries of green?