<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476432" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stony Grey Soil</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O stony grey soil of Monaghan<br>The laugh from my love you thieved;<br>You took the gay child of my passion<br>And gave me your clod-conceived.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You clogged the feet of my boyhood<br>And I believed that my stumble<br>Had the poise and stride of Apollo<br>And his voice my thick tongued mumble.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You told me the plough was immortal!<br>O green-life conquering plough!<br>The mandril stained, your coulter blunted<br>In the smooth lea-field of my brow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You sang on steaming dunghills<br>A song of cowards' brood,<br>You perfumed my clothes with weasel itch,<br>You fed me on swinish food</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You flung a ditch on my vision<br>Of beauty, love and truth.<br>O stony grey soil of Monaghan<br>You burgled my bank of youth!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lost the long hours of pleasure<br>All the women that love young men.<br>O can I stilll stroke the monster's back<br>Or write with unpoisoned pen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His name in these lonely verses<br>Or mention the dark fields where<br>The first gay flight of my lyric<br>Got caught in a peasant's prayer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mullahinsa, Drummeril, Black Shanco-<br>Wherever I turn I see<br>In the stony grey soil of Monaghan<br>Dead loves that were born for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Patrick+Kavanagh">Patrick Kavanagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476432" data-title="Stony Grey Soil de Patrick Kavanagh" data-description="O stony grey soil of Monaghan The laugh from my love you thieved; You took the gay child of my passion And gave me your clod-conceived. You clogged the feet of my boyhood And I believed that my stumble Had the poise and stride of Apollo And his v..."></div> </div> </div>

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