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 IN MANCHESTER

is a noise of feet that move in sin

Under the side-faced moon here where I stray,

Want by me like a Nemesis. The din

Of noon is in my ears, but far away

My thoughts are, where Peace shuts the blackbirds' wings

And it is cherry time by all the springs.

And this same moon floats like a trail of fire

Down the long Boyne, and darts white arrows thro'

The mill wood; her white skirt is on the weir,

She walks thro' crystal mazes of the dew, 65