The Lament of Ian the Proud

by Charles Tomlinson Griffes From Three Poems of Fiona Macleod

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The Lament of Ian the Proud
source: William Sharp

What is this crying that I hear in the wind?
Is it the old sorrow and the old grief?
Or is it a new thing coming, a whirling leaf
About the gray hair of me who am weary and blind?
I know not what it is, but on the moor above the shore
There is a stone which the purple nets of heather bind,
And thereon is writ: She will return no more.
O blown, whirling leaf, and the old grief,
And wind crying to me who am old and blind!

William Sharp (1855 - 1905), pseud. Fiona Macleod


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