Secret Communion

Pert Folly said to skyborn Freedom: " Thou
Hast been so long unknown on Ireland's shore,
Art certain she doth miss thee any more?
Nay, if thou should'st return to-morrow, how
Will she remember thee, whose face is now
One of the vague, dim things of heretofore?
What if she pause, loth to unlatch her door
To such a stranger? " Then with a lit brow
Did Freedom speak: " Can Erin's soul forget
Mine, her companion 'mid the fields and streams
Of her far youth? Ah, no! And though it seems
Ages untold since she and I have met
Ev'n for a day, we meet at midnight yet,
For always am I with her in her dreams. "
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