Wednesday, February 10, 2010

the living and The Dead

... Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general
all over Ireland. It was falling on every part of the dark central
plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and,
farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, upon every part of the lonely churchyard...

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