- Still south I went and west and south
again,
- Through Wicklow from the morning till
the night,
- And far from cities, and the sights of
men,
- Lived with the sunshine and the moon's
delight.
-
- I knew the stars, the flowers, and the
birds,
- The gray and wintry sides of many
glens,
- And did but half remember human words,
- In converse with the mountains, moors,
and fens.
