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| Translations from Anglo-Saxon Poetry Brian Kim Stefans ineteresting collection |
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A Dream In Gaelic whisper so sweet you came to me in sleep your soft green eyes met upon mine and I swore you were and angel. In a Gaelic whisper so sweet you came to me in sleep you slipped behind my eyelids paced upon my mind and left me by the morning with only a dream behind. by Venus |
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