The Spring In Ireland: 1916 (James Stephens Poems)
IDo not forget my charge I beg of you ;That of what flow'rs you find of fairest hueAnd sweetest odor ...
IDo not forget my charge I beg of you ;That of what flow'rs you find of fairest hueAnd sweetest odor ...
The crooked paths go every way Upon the hill — they wind aboutThrough the heather in and out Of the quiet sunniness.And ...
II cling and swingOn a branch, or singThrough the cool, clear hush of Morning, O!Or fling my wingOn the air, ...
AND then I pressed the shellClose to my earAnd listened well,And straightway like a bellCame low and clear The slow, ...
THE lanky hank of a she in the inn over there Nearly killed me for asking the loan of a glass ...
I saw God. Do you doubt it?Do you dare to doubt it?I saw the Almighty Man. His handWas resting on ...
The night was creeping on the ground; She crept and did not make a sound Until she reached the tree, and then She ...
I heard a bird at dawn Singing sweetly on a tree,That the dew was on the lawn, And the wind was on ...
The lanky hank of a she in the inn over thereNearly killed me for asking the loan of a glass ...
IN THE scented bud of the morning-O, When the windy grass went rippling far, I saw my dear one walking slow, In the ...
Come with me, under my coat,And we will drink our fillOf the milk of the white goat,Or wine, if it ...
WHEN the leaves fall off the treesEverybody walks on them :Once they had a time of easeHigh above, and every ...
I hear a sudden cry of pain!There is a rabbit in a snare:Now I hear the cry again,But I cannot ...
The wind stood up and gave a shout.He whistled on his fingers andKicked the withered leaves aboutAnd thumped the branches ...
My enemy came nigh, And I Stared fiercely in his face. My lips went writhing back in a grimace, And ...
I heard a bird at dawn Singing sweetly on a tree, That the dew was on the lawn, And the ...
I thought I heard Him calling. Did you hear A sound, a little sound? My curious ear Is dinned with ...
Mad Patsy said, he said to me, That every morning he could see An angel walking on the sky; Across ...
I am the maker, The builder, the breaker, The eagle-winged helper, The speedy forsaker! The lance and the lyre, The ...
So Eden was deserted, and at eve Into the quiet place God came to grieve. His face was sad, His ...
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