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Show THE FAERY "WOMEN. Tr. 4i, , (Boston Pilot.) in the wet lands of Berehaven ere Whitsuntide Whit-suntide came in B "Blt metofaskinr-y Woman' and sne wa white aThlsT6' 38 Water' and sore And umnTdie,110'1 of that water affain She laid her hand upon me; my hand was coarse and brown. y Was And In my veins I felt the strong sea flowing up and down; It drowned the man I used to be, and I was born again. For a faery woman's lover with bitter stress and pain. uer There drowned the man I used to be, and the new man stood up frUt trom ner se-gray eyes as a . Vom a faery cud, And drank grief from her rosy mouth in one long, breathless kiss. And knew himself hers to the heart t .though she was none of his, In the wet land of Berehaven I toil, and sad am I, ' 1 I cut the black peat from the bog beneath a crying sky, - thVrafn1" & faery vo,ce ,n Pauses of But I'm heartsick of dreaming, for she never comes again. 6' e |