Eileen, Diarmuid and Teig

Be kind unto these three, O King!
For they were fragrant-skinned, cheerful, and giving!

Three stainless pearls! Three of mild winning ways!
Three candles sending forth three pleasant rays!

Three vines! Three doves! Three apples on a bough!
Three graces in a house! Three who refused nohow

Help to the needy! Three of slenderness!
Three memories for the companionless!

Three strings of music! Three deep holes in clay!
Three lovely children who loved Christ alway!

Three mouths! Three hearts! Three minds beneath a stone!
Ruin it is! Three causes for the moan

That rises for three children dead and gone!
Be kind, O King, unto this two and one!
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