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Слушать(AI)The Wife of Llew
And Gwydion said to Math, when it was Spring: "Come now and let us make a wife for Llew." And so they broke broad boughs yet moist with dew,
And in a shadow made a magic ring:
They took the violet and the meadow-sweet To form her pretty face, and for her feet They built a mound of daisies on a wing,
And for her voice they made a linnet sing In the wide poppy blowing for her mouth.
And over all they chanted twenty hours.
And Llew came singing from the azure south And bore away his wife of birds and flowers.
Francis Ledwidge
Francis Edward Ledwidge (19 August 1887 – 31 July 1917) was an Irish war poet and soldier from County Meath.[1] Sometimes known as the "poet of
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