Louis Untermeyer, ed. (1885–1977). Modern British Poetry. 1920.
Moira ONeill18641955A Broken Song
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‘Have I no song then?’ My songs are all sung.
‘What o’ my love?’ ’Tis alone I am farin’.
Old grows my heart, an’ my voice yet is young.
‘If she was fair?’ Like a mornin’ o’ May.
When she’d come laughin’ ’twas the runnin’ wather,
When she’d come blushin’ ’twas the break o’ day.
‘Who loved her best?’ There’s no one now will know.
‘Where is she gone?’ Och, why would I be tellin’!
Where she is gone there I can never go.