#IrishWriters
‘ISLAND of Destiny! Innisfail!… First looked on thy beauteous boso… ‘Island of Destiny! Innisfail!’ w… As the sun of thy future rises and… Pregnant as earth with its gold an…
HER hair was a waving bronze, and… Deep wells that might cover a broo… And who, till he weighed it, could… That her heart was a cinder instea…
IT chanced to me upon a time to s… Across the Southern Ocean to and… And, landing at fair isles, by str… Of sensuous blessing did we ofttim… And months of dreamy joys, like jo…
THE day of Joseph’s marriage unt… In thoughful mood he said unto his… Behold, I go into a far-off count… To labor for thee, and to make thy… And home all sweet and peaceful.'…
LOVE found them sitting in a woo… His amorous hand amid her golden t… And Love looked smiling on her gl… And moistened eyes upturned to his… ‘O sweet,’ she murmured, ‘life is…
There may be standard weight for p… But deeper meaning it must ever ho… Thank God, there are some things… And one of these—the real worth of… The stamp of king or crown has com…
‘What is the real good?’ I ask in a musing mood. ‘Order,’ said the law court; ‘Knowledge,’ said the school; ‘Truth,’ said the wise man;
I often, musing, wander back to da… And far-off scenes and long-lost f… A group familiar now I see, who a… My mother, sister Jane, myself, a… I’ll tell you how I see them now.…
HOW did he live, this dead man he… With the temple above his grave? He lived as a great one, from crad… He was nursed in luxury, trained i… When the wish was born, it was gra…
A KINDLY act is a kernel sown, That will grow to a goodly tree, Shedding its fruit when time has f… Down the gulf of eternity.
There is one bright star in heaven Ever shining in my night; God to me one guide has given Like the sailor’s beacon light, Set on every shoal of danger
AN INCIDENT OF THE F… NO song of a soldier riding down To the raging fight from Winchest… No song of a time that shook the e… With the nations’ throe at a natio…
I CARE not for the outer voice That deals out praise or blame; I could not with the world rejoice Nor bear its doom of shame— But when the Voice within me spea…
NEVER nobler was the Senate, Never grander the debate: Rome’s old gods are on their trial By the judges of the state! Torn by warring creeds, the Fathe…
THEY came in the early spring-da… With the first refreshing showers And I watched the growing beauty Of the little drooping flowers. They had no bright hues to charm m…