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Only the wind
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I am the wind which breathes upon the sea,
I am the wave of the ocean,
I am the murmur of the billows
I am the ox of the seven combats,
I am the vulture upon the rocks,
I am a beam of the sun,
I am the fairest of the plants,
I am the wild boar in valor,
I am the salmon in the water,
I am the lake in the plain,
I am a word of science,
I am the point of the lance of battle.
I am the God who created in the head of fire,
What is it who throws the light into the
meeting on the mountains?
Who announces the ages of the moon?
Who teaches the place where couches the sun?
If not I
~ An anonymous Irish poem
I am the wind which breathes upon the sea,
I am the wave of the ocean,
I am the murmur of the billows
I am the ox of the seven combats,
I am the vulture upon the rocks,
I am a beam of the sun,
I am the fairest of the plants,
I am the wild boar in valor,
I am the salmon in the water,
I am the lake in the plain,
I am a word of science,
I am the point of the lance of battle.
I am the God who created in the head of fire,
What is it who throws the light into the
meeting on the mountains?
Who announces the ages of the moon?
Who teaches the place where couches the sun?
If not I
~ An anonymous Irish poem
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The strong creature from before the Flood
Without flesh, without bone,
Without vein, without blood,
Without head, without feet. . .
In field, in forest . . .
Without hand, without foot.
It is also as wide
As the surface of the earth,
And it was now born,
Not was it seen.. . .
The answer in this case “the Wind” ~ Page 122
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