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Season Song

Here's a song -
stags give tounge
winter snows
summer es.

High cold blow
sun is low
brief his day
seas give spray.

Fern clumps redden
shapes are hidden
wildgeese raise
wonted cries.

Cold now girds
wings of birds
icy time -
that's my rime.

Anon (9th century)
translated from the Irish by Flann O'Brien

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