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Poem by Thomas MacDonagh

In Calm

Not a wind blows and I have cried for storm!
The night is still and sullen and too bright,
Still and not cold,-- the airs around me warm
Rise, and I hate them, and I hate the night.

Yet I shall hate the day more than the hush
Henceforth forever, as life more than death;--
And I have cried to hear the wild winds rush
To drown my words, to drown my living breath. 

Thomas MacDonagh

Thomas MacDonagh's other poems:
  1. In Dread
  2. The Song of Joy
  3. A Dream of Being
  4. In an Island
  5. The Poet Saint

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