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The Secret Rose
The Secret Rose
FAR-OFF, most secret, and inviolate Rose,
Enfold me in my hour of hours; where those
Who sought thee in the Holy Sepulchre,
Or in t…
The Shadowy Waters
The Shadowy Waters
I walked among the seven woods of Coole:
Shan-walla, where a willow-hordered pond
Gathers the wild duck from the winter dawn;
Sh…
The Sad Shepherd
The Sad Shepherd
THERE was a man whom Sorrow named his Friend,
And he, of his high comrade Sorrow dreaming,
Went walking with slow steps along the gleami…
The Scholars
The Scholars
BALD heads forgetful of their sins,
Old, learned, respectable bald heads
Edit and annotate the lines
That young men, tossing on their …
The Rose Of Battle
The Rose Of Battle
ROSE of all Roses, Rose of all the World!
The tall thought-woven sails, that flap unfurled
Above the tide of hours, trouble the air, <…
The Rose Of The World
The Rose Of The World
WHO dreamed that beauty passes like a dream?
For these red lips, with all their mournful pride,
Mournful that no new wonder may bet…
The Results Of Thought
The Results Of Thought
ACQUAINTANCE; companion;
One dear brilliant woman;
The best-endowed, the elect,
All by their youth undone,
All, all, b…
The Ragged Wood
The Ragged Wood
O HURRY where by water among the trees
The delicate-stepping stag and his lady sigh,
When they have but looked upon their images --
…
The Pilgrim
The Pilgrim
I FASTED for some forty days on bread and buttermilk,
For passing round the bottle with girls in rags or silk,
In country shawl or Paris cloa…
The Players Ask For A Blessing On The Psalteries And On Themselves
The Players Ask For A Blessing On The Psalteries And On Themselves
Three Voices [together]. Hurry to bless the hands that play,
The mouths that speak, the note…
The O'Rahilly
The O'Rahilly
SING of the O'Rahilly,
Do not deny his right;
Sing a 'the' before his name;
Allow that he, despite
All those learned historians…
The People
The People
'WHAT have I earned for all that work,' I said,
'For all that I have done at my own charge?
The daily spite of this unmannerly town,
Whe…
The Nineteenth Century And After
The Nineteenth Century And After
THOUGH the great song return no more
There's keen delight in what we have:
The rattle of pebbles on the shore
Unde…
The Old Men Admiring Themselves In The Water
The Old Men Admiring Themselves In The Water
I HEARD the old, old men say,
'Everything alters,
And one by one we drop away.'
They had hands like cl…
The Mother Of God
The Mother Of God
THE threefold terror of love; a fallen flare
Through the hollow of an ear;
Wings beating about the room;
The terror of all terror…
The Municipal Gallery Revisited
The Municipal Gallery Revisited
AROUND me the images of thirty years:
An ambush; pilgrims at the water-side;
Casement upon trial, half hidden by the bars…
The Meditation Of The Old Fisherman
The Meditation Of The Old Fisherman
YOU waves, though you dance by my feet like children at play,
Though you glow and you glance, though you purr and you dart;…
The Man Who Dreamed Of Faeryland
The Man Who Dreamed Of Faeryland
HE stood among a crowd at Dromahair;
His heart hung all upon a silken dress,
And he had known at last some tenderness, <…
The Lover's Song
The Lover's Song
BIRD sighs for the air,
Thought for I know not where,
For the womb the seed sighs.
Now sinks the same rest
On mind, on nest,…
The Magi
The Magi
NOW as at all times I can see in the mind's eye,
In their stiff, painted clothes, the pale unsatisfied ones
Appear and disappear in the blue dep…
The Lover Speaks To The Hearers Of His Songs In Coming Days
The Lover Speaks To The Hearers Of His Songs In Coming Days
O WOMEN, kneeling by your altar-rails long hence,
When songs I wove for my beloved hide the prayer,…
The Lover Mourns For The Loss Of Love
The Lover Mourns For The Loss Of Love
PALE brows, still hands and dim hair,
I had a beautiful friend
And dreamed that the old despair
Would end in …
The Living Beauty
The Living Beauty
I BADE, because the wick and oil are spent
And frozen are the channels of the blood,
My discontented heart to draw content
From b…
The Lamentation Of The Old Pensioner
The Lamentation Of The Old Pensioner
ALTHOUGH I shelter from the rain
Under a broken tree,
My chair was nearest to the fire
In every company
…