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                <title>Nocturne</title> 
                
                <author>Thomas MacGreevy</author> 
                
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                <publisher>Susan Schreibman</publisher>
              
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                    <p>Thomas MacGreevy's poetry is reprinted here with the kind permission of Margaret Farrington and the late Elizabeth Ryan.</p>
                    <p>This poem is being made available for demonstration purposes only. It may not be reproduced without explicit permission from the copyright holder. For copyright information, please contact Susan Schreibman at susan.schreibman[AT]gmail.com</p>
                    
                    
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                <note type="critical" anchored="true">There are three TS versions of this poem entitled
                    'Nocturne, Saint Eloi, 1918'. It was nocturne_poemslished as 'Nocturne, Saint Eloi, 1929'
                    in The Irish Statesman, II:4 (28 September 1929) 69, under the pseudonym L.
                    Saint Senan (See 'Saint Senan's Well'). 'Nocturne' was written in late 1928 or
                    early 1929. To the editor's knowledge, it has not been reprinted.</note> 
                
                <note type="biographical" anchored="true">During World War I, MacGreevy served for
                    twenty-two months as a second lieutenant in the Royal Field Artillery, spending
                    most of that time in the front line of the Somme (after the war he was promoted
                    to the rank of lieutenant). In France he was wounded twice, the second time
                    (September 1918) more seriously at Commines, where he received a shoulder
                    wound. </note> 
                
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                <p>Diplomatic editions of MacGreevy's poetry were created from <title rend="italic">Collected Poems of Thomas MacGreevy: An Annotated Edition</title>, edited by Susan Schreibman  (Anna Livia Press and The Catholic University of America Press, 1991). Images of MacGreevy's published  poems were taken from MacGreevy's own copy of <title rend="italic">Poems</title> (Heinemann, 1934). Manuscript copies are from MacGreevy's papers at Trinity College, Dublin (individual manuscript numbers appear in the witness list below).</p>
                
                
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                    <witness xml:id="t7989-1-2">'Nocturne, Saint Eloi, 1918' (TCD
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                    <witness xml:id="nocturne_poems">published in Poems as
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                            <rdg wit="#t7989-1-2">Nocturne, St. Eloi, 1918.</rdg> 
                            
                            <rdg wit="#t7989-1-1">NOCTURNE OF ST. ELOI, 1918</rdg> 
                            
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                                <del type="hand">Weeds of virtue</del>
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                            <rdg wit="#t7989-1-3"> 
                                <del type="hand">The</del> Widowed Virtue</rdg> 
                            
                            <rdg wit="#t7989-1-3">NOCTURNE, SAINT ELOI</rdg> 
                            
                            <rdg wit="#nocturne_poems">NOCTURNE</rdg> 
                            
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                        <p>Saint Eloi, one of the most popular Saints of the Middle Ages,
                            founded a monastery near the present village of Mont St. Eloi, five miles
                            northwest of the city of Arras in northern France. The ruins of the monastery
                            remain, and in 1917-18 were close to the Western Front. There is also a British
                            Military Cemetery nearby.</p> 
                        
                        <p>Eloi may also be a reference to the words of Christ on the
                            cross: 'Eloi, Eloi, lamma sabacthani? . . . My God, my God, why hast thou
                            forsaken me?' (Mark 15:34-5).</p>
                        
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                                <hi rend="underline">To the memory of
                                    <del type="hand">[?]</del> Geoffrey<lb/> England Taylor, 2nd Lieutenant,
                                    R.F.A.,<lb/> died of wounds received in action, in<lb/> France, September, 26,
                                    1918.</hi> 
                                
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                                    <p>Geoffrey England Taylor, a fellow cadet at the training
                                        academy at Bloomsbury in London, was MacGreevy's closest friend during the war.
                                        Both men were drafted to the same division in France. MacGreevy was assigned to
                                        guns, Taylor to trench mortars: 'the greatest misfortune that could befall a
                                        gunner-officer. Trench mortars were regarded with horror . . . [they were] a
                                        suicide club.' </p> 
                                    
                                    <p>While MacGreevy was recovering from his shoulder wound in
                                        Manchester, he found Taylor's name in the Died of Wounds section of the
                                        Casualty List. The death of Geoffrey Taylor, 'one of the most sensitively
                                        gentle' of men, represented to MacGreevy the worst horror of war: the
                                        destruction of 'life's hopes and dreams'; 'intelligence and beauty'. 
                                        <title rend="italic">Memoirs</title>, pp. 318-19. </p>
                                    
                                    
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                                <hi rend="italic">To Geoffrey England Taylor, 2nd
                                    Lieutenant, R.F.A.,<lb/> "Died of wounds"</hi>. 
                                <note type="biographical" anchored="true"> 
                                    
                                    <p>Geoffrey England Taylor, a fellow cadet at the training
                                        academy at Bloomsbury in London, was MacGreevy's closest friend during the war.
                                        Both men were drafted to the same division in France. MacGreevy was assigned to
                                        guns, Taylor to trench mortars: 'the greatest misfortune that could befall a
                                        gunner-officer. Trench mortars were regarded with horror . . . [they were] a
                                        suicide club.' </p> 
                                    
                                    <p>While MacGreevy was recovering from his shoulder wound in
                                        Manchester, he found Taylor's name in the Died of Wounds section of the
                                        Casualty List. The death of Geoffrey Taylor, 'one of the most sensitively
                                        gentle' of men, represented to MacGreevy the worst horror of war: the
                                        destruction of 'life's hopes and dreams'; 'intelligence and beauty'. 
                                        <title rend="italic">Memoirs</title>, pp. 318-19. </p>
                                    
                                    
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                        <l n="1"> I labour in a barren place,</l> 
                        
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                                <rdg wit="#t7989-1-2">Afraid, aware, <del type="hand">little</del>
                                    
                                    
                                    <add rend="hand">blundering</add>, lonely thing:</rdg> 
                                
                                <rdg wit="#t7989-1-3 #t7989-1-1 #nocturne_poems">Alone, self-conscious, frightened,
                                    blundering;</rdg> 
                                
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                                <rdg wit="#t7989-1-2">Far away, stars wheeling on through space.</rdg> 
                                
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                                    <del type="hand">Above me</del>,
                                    <add rend="hand">Far away</add> stars wheeling in space,</rdg> 
                                
                                <rdg wit="#t7989-1-1">Far above, stars wheeling in space,</rdg> 
                                
                                <rdg wit="#nocturne_poems">Far away, stars wheeling in space,</rdg> 
                                
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                        <l n="4"> About my feet, earth voices whispering.
                            
                            
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