Still south I went and west and south again, <br />Through Wicklow from the morning till the night, <br />And far from cities, and the sights of men, <br />Lived with the sunshine, and the moon's delight. <br /> <br />I knew the stars, the flowers, and the birds, <br />The grey and wintry sides of many glens, <br />And did but half remember human words, <br />In converse with the mountains, moors, and fens.<br /><br />John Millington (J.M.) Synge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prelude-2/
