She stands an instant in the sun Athwart her harsh land’s red and green – Hands of a serf, and warrior eyes Of some flame-sceptred Irish queen.
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As if she does not care that life Has reft the jewels from her hair - But grieves that menial needs and base Were those that left her palace bare.
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