PARNELL’S FUNERAL
UNDER the Great Comedian’s tomb
A bundle of tempestuous cloud is b
About the sky; where that is clear
Brightness remains; a brighter sta

That crazed girl improvising her m
Her poetry, dancing upon the shore
Her soul in division from itself
Climbing, falling She knew not wh
Hiding amid the cargo of a steamsh

I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate
Those that I guard I do not love;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,

I had this thought awhile ago,
‘My darling cannot understand
What I have done, or what would d
In this blind bitter land.’
And I grew weary of the sun

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

When Loie Fuller’s Chinese dance
A shining web, a floating ribbon o
It seemed that a dragon of air
Had fallen among dancers, had whir
Or hurried them off on its own fur

I, proclaiming that there is
Among birds or beasts or men
One that is perfect or at peace.
Danced on Cruachan’s windy plain,
Upon Cro-patrick sang aloud;

BETWEEN extremities
Man runs his course;
A brand, or flaming breath.
Comes to destroy
All those antinomies

I HAVE drunk ale from the Count
And weep because I know all thing
I have been a hazel-tree, and they
The Pilot Star and the Crooked P
Among my leaves in times out of mi

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,