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The Old Age Of Queen Maeve
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    itill and stony limbs and open eyes.

    Maeve ed, and w ear-piercing noise

    Broke from ed lips and broke again,

    Sher of his shoulders,

    And shook him wide awake, and bid him say

    he wandering many-changing ones

    roubled  all o say

    as t, the dogs

    More still th,

    hough he had dreamed

    nothing,

    he could remember when he had had fine dreams.

    It ime of t war

    Over te-he Brown Bull.

    Surned ao sleep

    t no god troubled now, and, wondering

    matters  among the Sidhe,

    Maeve  great h a sigh

    Lifted tain of her sleeping-room,

    Remembering t soo had seemed divine

    to many to her own

    One t tions ed

    t oo difficult for mortal hands

    Migain up

    Shere,

    And t of days  body,

    And of t famous Fergus, Nessas husband,

    he lover of her middle life.

    Suddenly Ailell spoke out of his sleep,

    And not h his own voice or a mans voice,

    But he burning, live, unshaken voice

    Of t, it may be, can never age.

    ;high Queen of Cruachan and Magh Ai,

    A king of t Plain h you.

    And ; king

    Of to me,

    As in they would come and go

    About my to counsel and to help?

    ted lips replied, quot;I seek your help,

    For I am Aengus, and I am crossed in love.

    quot;al

    h hand clasping hand,

    ty images t cannot her,

    For all tys like a hollow dream,

  
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