GREEN FIRE
BOOK FIRST
THE BIRDS OF ANGUS OGUE
Hither and thither,
And to and fro,
They thrid the Maze
Of Weal and Woe:
O winds that blow
For golden weather
THE BIRDS OF ANGUS OGUE
Hither and thither,
And to and fro,
They thrid the Maze
Of Weal and Woe:
O winds that blow
For golden weather