The Six Sorrows (Dora Sigerson Shorter Poems)
There are six sorrows in my heart- Red Allen, Clare, and Joan, Sweet Bet, and Jock, and little Roy; Six ...
There are six sorrows in my heart- Red Allen, Clare, and Joan, Sweet Bet, and Jock, and little Roy; Six ...
OH, BAD the march, the weary march, beneath these alien skies, But good the night, the friendly night, that soothes ...
August 4: 1265Earl Simon on the Abbey towerIn summer sunshine stood,While helm and lance o'er Greenhill heightsCome glinting through the ...
In the market of Clare, so cheery the glareOf the shops and the booths of the tradespeople there;That I take ...
I SAT once more within a tangl'd wood, Beside a quiet river, on whose breast A world of trees look'd ...
After night's thunder far away had rolledThe fiery day had a kernel sweet of cold,And in the perfect blue the ...
I must go down to the shops again, to the crowded shops go IAnd all I have is a long ...
You'll not find the name in geography books,It isn't marked on the map,Nor mentioned in atlas or history,Yet you've heard ...
'Mid wattle scents and sounds of Spring,The old man, dreaming in his chair,Is back where skylarks soar and singIn sunshine, ...
MY grief on the sea, How the waves of it roll! For they heave between me And the ...
1902 Who hath desired the Sea? -- the sight of salt wind-hounded -- The heave and the halt and the ...
1918 We're not so old in the Army List, But we're not so young at our trade, For we had ...
And some time make the time to drive out west Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore, In September or ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
I Now that we're almost settled in our house I'll name the friends that cannot sup with us Beside a ...
Barbarous insult to Yeats' memory and Claudel's Allen, thank God you are dead, you who breathed the air of Apollinaire, ...
Alone in Sutton with Fynbos my orange cat A long weekend of wind and rain drowning The tumultuous flurry of ...
IT was the time when lilies blow, And clouds are highest up in air, Lord Ronald brought a lily-white doe ...
Let Dew, house of Dew rejoice with Xanthenes a precious stone of an amber colour. Let Round, house of Round ...
Out of the church she followed them With a lofty step and mien: His bride was like a village maid, ...
I I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover ...
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