Thursday, May 17, 2001

To The Rose Upon The Rood Of Time Comments

Rating: 4.1

Red Rose, proud Rose, sad Rose of all my days!
Come near me, while I sing the ancient ways:
Cuchulain battling with the bitter tide;
The Druid, grey, wood-nurtured, quiet-eyed,
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