I KNOW that I shall meet my fat
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
My county is Kiltartan Cross,

Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats;

I PASSED along the water’s edge
My spirit rocked in evening light,
My spirit rocked in sleep and sigh
All dripping on a grassy slope, an
Each other round in circles, and h

WHEN you and my true lover meet
And he plays tunes between your fe
Speak no evil of the soul,
Nor think that body is the whole,
For I that am his daylight lady

I dreamed as in my bed I lay,
All night’s fathomless wisdom come
That I had shorn my locks away
And laid them on Love’s lettered
But something bore them out of sig

WERE you but lying cold and dead
And lights were paling out of the
You would come hither, and bend yo
And I would lay my head on your b
And you would murmur tender words,

PROCESSIONS that lack high st
What if my great-granddad had a pa
And mine were but fifteen foot, no
Some rogue of the world stole them
Because piebald ponies, led bears,

NOW must I these three praise—
Three women that have wrought
What joy is in my days:
One because no thought,
Nor those unpassing cares,

As I came over Windy Gap
They threw a halfpenny into my cap
For I am running to paradise;
And all that I need do is to wish
And somebody puts his hand in the

IF you, that have grown old, were
Neither catalpa tree nor scented l
Should hear my living feet, nor wo
Where we wrought that shall break
Let the new faces play what tricks