Strings in the earth and air
Make music sweet;
Strings by the river where
The willows meet.
There’s music along the river
The eyes that mock me sign the way
Whereto I pass at eve of day.
Grey way whose violet signals are
The trysting and the twining star.
Ah star of evil! star of pain!
Wind whines and whines the shingle…
The crazy pierstakes groan;
A senile sea numbers each single
From whining wind and colder
Sleep Now, O Sleep Now
Sleep now, O sleep now,
O you unquiet heart!
A voice crying “Sleep now”
Is heard in my heart.
Have you heard of one Humpty Dump…
How he fell with a roll and a rumb…
And curled up like Lord Olofa Cr…
By the butt of the Magazine Wall,
(Chorus) Of the Magazine Wall,
Come, give, yield all your stre…
From far a low word breathes on th…
Its cruel calm, submission’s miser…
Gentling her awe as to a soul pred…
Because your voice was at my side
I gave him pain,
Because within my hand I held
Your hand again.
There is no word nor any sign
My love is in a light attire
Among the apple—trees,
Where the gay winds do most desire
To run in companies.
There, where the gay winds stay to…
The noon’s greygolden meshes make
All night a veil,
The shorelamps in the sleeping lak…
Laburnum tendrils trail.
The sly reeds whisper to the night
Be not sad because all men
Prefer a lying clamour before you:
Sweetheart, be at peace again—
Can they dishonour you?
They are sadder than all tears;
A onelegged sailor, swinging himse…
—Very well, indeed, father. And y…
Father Conmee was wonderfully wel…
Father Conmee was very glad to se…
—Good afternoon, Mrs Sheehy.
O cool is the valley now
And there, love, will we go
For many a choir is singing now
Where Love did sometime go.
And hear you not the thrushes call…
Though I thy Mithridates were,
Framed to defy the poison—dart,
Yet must thou fold me unaware
To know the rapture of thy heart,
And I but render and confess
He Who Hath Glory Lost
He who hath glory lost, nor hath
Found any soul to fellow his,
Among his foes in scorn and wrath
Holding to ancient nobleness,
This heart that flutters near my h…
My hope and all my riches is,
Unhappy when we draw apart
And happy between kiss and kiss:
My hope and all my riches ——yes! —…