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Black Stitchel

Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
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As I was lying on Black Stitchel
The wind was blowing from the South
And I was thinking of the laughters
Of my love's mouth.

As I was lying on Black Stitchel
The wind was blowing from the West
And I was thinking of the quiet
Of my love's breast.

As I was lying on Black Stitchel
The wind was blowing from the North
And I was thinking of the countries
Black with wrath.

As I was lying on Black Stitchel
The wind was blowing from the East
And I could think no more for pity
Of man and beast.


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