#IrishWriters
I DID not deem it half so sweet To feel thy gentle hand, As in a dream thy soul to greet Across wide leagues of land. Untouched more near to draw to you
WHEN the unquiet hours depart And far away their tumults cease, Within the twilight of the heart We bathe in peace, are stilled wit… The fire that slew us through the…
ONE thing in all things have I s… One thought has haunted earth and… Clangour and silence both have bee… Its palace chambers. Everywhere I saw the mystic vision flow
MEN have made them gods of love, Sun-gods, givers of the rain, Deities of hill and grove: I have made a god of Pain. Of my god I know this much,
BY many a dream of God and man my… But as I went through Patrick St… The hopes and prophecies were dead… Walked amid rottenness, or where t… Where was the beauty that the Lor…
WHAT of all the will to do? It has vanished long ago, For a dream-shaft pierced it throu… From the Unknown Archer’s bow. What of all the soul to think?
FAINT grew the yellow buds of li… Far flickering beyond the snows, As leaning o’er the shadowy white Morn glimmered like a pale primros… Within an Indian vale below
AS one by one the veils took flig… The day withdrew, the stars came u… The spirit issued pale and bright Filling thy beauty like a cup. Sacred thy laughter on the air,
I WOKE to find my pillow wet With the tears for deeds deep hid… I knew no sorrow here, but yet The tears fell softly through the… Your eyes, your other eyes of drea…
I HAVE wept a million tears: Pure and proud one, where are thin… What the gain though all thy years In unbroken beauty shine? All your beauty cannot win
WELL, when all is said and done Best within my narrow way, May some angel of the sun Muse memorial o’er my clay: “Here was beauty all betrayed
TWILIGHT, a timid fawn, went g… And Night, the dark-blue hunter,… Ceaseless pursuit and flight were… But the long chase had ceased for… We watched together while the driv…
SEE where the light streams over… Starward aspire! The sacred sign upon the holy moun… Shines in white fire: Wavering and flaming yonder o’er t…
A CABIN on the mountain side hi… Where door and windows open wide t… The rabbit shy can patter in, the… Who throng around the mountain thr… And when the sun sets dimmed in ev…
THE LIGHTS shone down the stre… In the long blue close of day: A boy’s heart beat sweet, sweet, As it flowered in its dreamy clay. Beyond the dazzling throng