I wished before it ceased.
Could make me wish for anything th
Being old, but that the old alone
And that would be against God’s P
Let the young wish. But what has

WHAT they undertook to do
They brought to pass;
All things hang like a drop of dew
Upon a blade of grass.

I rise in the dawn, and I kneel a
Till the seed of the fire flicker
And then I must scrub and bake an
Till stars are beginning to blink
And the young lie long and dream i

I saw a staring virgin stand
Where holy Dionysus died,
And tear the heart out of his side
And lay the heart upon her hand
And bear that beating heart away;

There was a green branch hung with
When her own people ruled this tra
And from its murmuring greenness,
A Druid kindness, on all hearers
It charmed away the merchant from

COME gather round me, Parnellite
And praise our chosen man;
Stand upright on your legs awhile,
Stand upright while you can,
For soon we lie where he is laid,

WAS it the double of my dream
The woman that by me lay
Dreamed, or did we halve a dream
Under the first cold gleam of day?
I thought: ‘There is a waterfall

THE Roaring Tinker if you like,
But Mannion is my name,
And I beat up the common sort
And think it is no shame.
The common breeds the common,

BEAUTIFUL lofty things: O’Le
My father upon the Abbey stage, b
‘This Land of Saints,’ and then a
'Of plaster Saints’; his beautifu
Standish O’Grady supporting himse

Turning and turning in the widenin
The falcon cannot hear the falcone
Things fall apart; the centre cann
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the wo
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, a