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AMORY, SON OF BEATRICE
SPIRES AND GARGOYLES
THE EGOTIST CONSIDERS
NARCISSUS OFF DUTY
THE DEBUTANTE
EXPERIMENTS IN CONVALESCENCE
YOUNG IRONY
THE SUPERCILIOUS SACRIFICE
THE EGOTIST BECOMES A PERSONAGE

that cover every capital in Europe, and there will be "no small stir" 

when I get there. How I wish you were with me! This sounds like a rather 

cynical paragraph, not at all the sort of thing that a middle-aged 

clergyman should write to a youth about to depart for the war; the only 

excuse is that the middle-aged clergyman is talking to himself. There 

are deep things in us and you know what they are as well as I do. We 

have great faith, though yours at present is uncrystallized; we have a 

terrible honesty that all our sophistry cannot destroy and, above all, a 

childlike simplicity that keeps us from ever being really malicious. 

 

I have written a keen for you which follows. I am sorry your cheeks are 

not up to the description I have written of them, but you _will_ smoke 

and read all night-- 

 

At any rate here it is: 

 

 

A Lament for a Foster Son, and He going to the War Against the King of 

Foreign. 

 

"Ochone 

He is gone from me the son of my mind 

And he in his golden youth like Angus Oge 

Angus of the bright birds 

And his mind strong and subtle like the mind of Cuchulin on 

Muirtheme. 

 

Awirra sthrue 

His brow is as white as the milk of the cows of Maeve 

And his cheeks like the cherries of the tree 

And it bending down to Mary and she feeding the Son of God. 

 

Aveelia Vrone 

His hair is like the golden collar of the Kings at Tara 

And his eyes like the four gray seas of Erin. 

And they swept with the mists of rain. 

 

Mavrone go Gudyo 

He to be in the joyful and red battle 

Amongst the chieftains and they doing great deeds of valor 

His life to go from him 

It is the chords of my own soul would be loosed. 

 

A Vich Deelish 

My heart is in the heart of my son 

And my life is in his life surely 

A man can be twice young 

In the life of his sons only. 

 

Jia du Vaha Alanav 

May the Son of God be above him and beneath him, before him and 

behind him 

May the King of the elements cast a mist over the eyes of the 


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