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Falls in Glenariff Forest Park, Antrim, Northern Ireland 
The Old Woman
by Joseph Campbell (b. 1881)

 AS a white candle
  In a holy place,
So is the beauty
  Of an aged face.

As the spent radiance 
  Of the winter sun,
So is a woman
  With her travail done,

Her brood gone from her,
  And her thoughts as still 
As the waters
  Under a ruined mill.

 

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