The Children of Lir (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Out upon the sand-dunes thrive the coarse long grasses;Herons standing knee-deep in the brackish pool;Overhead the sunset fire and flame ...
Out upon the sand-dunes thrive the coarse long grasses;Herons standing knee-deep in the brackish pool;Overhead the sunset fire and flame ...
Little sisters, the birds:We must praise God, you and I(Katharine Tynan)
O, the red rose may be fair,And the lily statelier;But my shamrock, one in three,Takes the very heart of me!Many ...
Such innocent companionshipIs hers, whether she wake or sleep,'Tis scarcely strange her face should wearThe young child's grave and innocent ...
WHAT of Louvain and of Rheims Made for God by man? What then?Here be temples more than man's Wrought by God for ...
THOU who guidest the swallow and wren,Keep the paths of the flying men!Over the mountains, over the seasThou hast given ...
When a wild grace I see, A turn o' the neck, a curl, sweet hands, clear eyes,Gentleness, courtesy, dignity; In all these ...
There's a short road to Heaven, but you must take it young,And if you're for long living the road is ...
Now in the soft spring midnight There's rush of wings and whirr,Birds flying softly, swiftly; The night's a-flutter, a-stir.Home by the bitter ...
Straight to his death he went, A smile on his lips,All his life's joy unspent, Into eclipse.The song of the shell he ...
Rest in a friend's house, Dear, I pray:The way is long to Good Friday,And very chill and grey the way.No ...
So now the aerodrome goes up Upon my father's fields,And gone is all the golden crop And all the pleasant yields.They tear ...
'O spare my cherries in the net,'Brother Benignus prayed; 'and ISummer and winter, shine and wet,Will pile the blackbirds' table ...
The broken soldier sings and whistles day to dark; He's but the remnant of a man, maimed and half-blind,But the soul ...
The boys come home, come home from war, With quiet eyes for quiet things --A child, a lamb, a flower, a ...
If I could have foreseen this hour, What terror and anguish I had seen!And not this time of joy at flower, Cool ...
To Amy WainwrightThis is the time the boys come home from school, Filling the house with gay and happy noise,Never at ...
This is the time when bit by bitThe days begin to lengthen sweetAnd every minute gained is joy -And love ...
They lifted up his weary head, Stained with a dark and bitter dew:"How does the battle go?" he said.Sir, it is ...
Here in the garden-bed, Hoeing the celery, Wonders the Lord has made Pass ever before me. I see the young ...
Little sisters, the birds: We must praise God, you and I You, with songs that fill the sky, I, with ...
'O spare my cherries in the net,' Brother Benignus prayed; 'and I Summer and winter, shine and wet, Will pile ...
Out upon the sand-dunes thrive the coarse long grasses; Herons standing knee-deep in the brackish pool; Overhead the sunset fire ...
Such innocent companionship Is hers, whether she wake or sleep, 'Tis scarcely strange her face should wear The young child's ...
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