O’DRISCOLL drove with a song
The wild duck and the drake
From the tall and the tufted reeds
Of the drear Hart Lake.
And he saw how the reeds grew dark

THE island dreams under the dawn
And great boughs drop tranquillity
The peahens dance on a smooth lawn
A parrot sways upon a tree,
Raging at his own image in the ena

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,

O THOUGHT, fly to her when the
Awakens an old memory, and say,
‘Your strength, that is so lofty a
It might call up a new age, callin
The queens that were imagined long

HIS DREAM
I SWAYED upon the gaudy stem
The butt-end of a steering-oar,
And saw wherever I could turn
A crowd upon a shore.

THE dews drop slowly and dreams g
Suddenly hurtle before my dream-aw
And then the clash of fallen horse
Of unknown perishing armies beat a
We who still labour by the cromlec

I FASTED for some forty days on
For passing round the bottle with
In country shawl or Paris cloak,
And what’s the good of women, for
Is fol de rol de rolly O.

BID a strong ghost stand at the h
That my Michael may sleep sound,
Nor cry, nor turn in the bed
Till his morning meal come round;
And may departing twilight keep

REMEMBER all those renowned ge
They left their bodies to fatten t
They left their homesteads to fatt
Fled to far countries, or sheltere
In cavern, crevice, or hole,

OUT-WORN heart, in a time out-w
Come clear of the nets of wrong an
Laugh, heart, again in the grey tw
Sigh, heart, again in the dew of t
Your mother Eire is aways young,