I care not what the sailors say:
All those dreadful thunder-stones,
All that storm that blots the day
Can but show that Heaven yawns;
Great Europa played the fool

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

A SPECKLED cat and a tame hare
Eat at my hearthstone
And sleep there;
And both look up to me alone
For learning and defence

WHAT if I bade you leave
The cavern of the mind?
There’s better exercise
In the sunlight and wind.
I never bade you go

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,

‘TIME to put off the world and g
And find my health again in the se
Beggar to beggar cried, being fren
‘And make my soul before my pate i
’And get a comfortable wife and ho

Set all your mind upon the steep a
Upon the broken, crumbling battlem
Upon the breathless starlit air,
Upon the star that marks the hidde
Fix every wandering thought upon

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

Ah, but Time has touched a form
That could show what Homer’s age
Bred to be a hero’s wage.
‘Were not all her life but storm,
Would not painters paint a form

That civilisation may not sink,
Its great battle lost,
Quiet the dog, tether the pony
To a distant post;
Our master Caesar is in the tent