SANDALWOOD, you say, and in y… With Tyre and Solomon; to me it r… With places bare upon Pacific mou… With spaces empty in the minds of… Sandalwood!

I AM the Toy-maker; I have broug… As much in my plack as should fetc… I’ll array for you now my stock of… And man’s the raree will show you. Here’s a horse that is rearing to…

Of the Irish, Paris THE Lombards having gone back to… We, who might never flock to nativ… Except like birds that fly like fu… Desperately, in a wind across the…

ALOOF from his tribe On the elm-tree’s top, A jackdaw perched A hand-reach up. Silent he sat

CAN it be that never more Men will grow on Islands? Ithaka and Eriskey, Iceland and Tahiti! Must the engines he has forged

THE Thrush, the Lark, and, chief… With one small bird whose name I… Offered a Mass; the little bird w… At intervals he struck his silver… The stars above that were but whit…

HERE you should lie, ye Kings of… Barbarossa, Boabdil, And Czar Lazar and Charlemagne, Arthur, Gaelic Finn– Here where the

MAVOURNEEN, we’ll go far away From the net of the crooked town Where they grudge us the light of… Around my neck you will lay Two tight little arms of brown.

A HUNDRED men think I am their… drink ale, But their presence fades away from… When I think upon your converse k… and the linn,

MY eyelids red and heavy arc With bending o’er the smold’ring p… I know the Aeneid now by heart, My Virgil read in cold and heat, In loneliness and hunger smart.

Pigeons that have flown down from the courts behind the orchards! Pigeons that run along the beach to take sand into your crops! What contrast is between you, birds of a rare stock, and...

O woman, shapely as the swan, On your account I shall not die: The men you’ve slain—a trivial cla… Were less than I. I ask me shall I die for these—

I HEARD in the night the pigeon… Stirring within their nest: The wild pigeons’ stir was tender, Like a child’s hand at the breast. I cried 'O stir no more!

IT’S my fear that my wake won’t b… Nor my wake house a silent place: For who would keep back the hundre… Who would touch my breast and my f… For the good men were always my fr…

I’€™LL be an otter, and I’€™ll l… A mate beside me; we will venture… A deep, dark river, when the sky a… Is shut of the sun; spoilers are w… Thick-coated; no dog’€™s tooth can…