At A Poet’s Grave (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
When I leave down this pipe my friendAnd sleep with flowers I loved, apart,My songs shall rise in wilding thingsWhose ...
Francis Ledwidge Poems (44 Poems)
Ardan M (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
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The Lanawn Shee (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Powdered and perfumed the full beeWinged heavily across the clover,And where the hills were dim with dew,Purple and blue the ...
Behind the Closed Eye (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
I walk the old frequented ways That wind around the tangled braes, I live again ...
To One Who Comes Now And Then (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
When you come in, it seems a brighter fireCrackles upon the hearth invitingly,The household routine which was wont to tire ...
The Dead Kings (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
All the dead kings came to meAt Rosnaree, where I was dreaming.A few stars glimmered through the morn,And down the ...
To An Old Quill Of Lord Dunsany’s (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Before you leave my hands' abusesTo lie where many odd things meet you,Neglected darkling of the Muses,I, the last of ...
Soliloquy (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
When I was young I had a care Lest I should cheat me of my share Of ...
At Currabwee (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Every night at CurrabweeLittle men with leather hatsMend the boots of FaeryFrom the tough wings of the bats.So my mother ...
The Shadow People (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Old lame Bridget doesn't hearFairy music in the grassWhen the gloaming's on the mereAnd the shadow people pass:Never hears their ...
Spring (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Once more the lark with song and speedCleaves through the dawn, his hurried bars^;Fall, like the flute of GanymedeTwirling and ...
Lament for the Poets: 1916 (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
I heard the Poor Old Woman say:"At break of day the fowler came,And took my blackbirds from their songsWho loved ...
My Mother (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
God made my mother on an April day,From sorrow and the mist along the sea,Lost birds' and wanderers' songs and ...
To A Sparrow (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Because you have no fear to mingleWings with those of greater part,So like me, with song I singleYour sweet impudence ...
A Rainy Day in April (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
When the clouds shake their hyssops, and the rain Like holy water falls upon the plain, 'Tis sweet to gaze ...
Ireland (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
I called you by sweet names by wood and linn,You answered not because my voice was new,And you were listening ...
A Fairy Hunt (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Who would hear the fairy hornCalling all the hounds of FinnMust be in a lark's nest bornWhen the moon is ...
The Lost Ones (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Somewhere is music from the linnets' bills, And thro' the sunny flowers the bee-wings drone, And white bells of convolvulus ...
Autumn (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Now leafy winds are blowing cold,And South by West the sun goes down,A quiet huddles up the foldIn sheltered corners ...
The Wife of Llew (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
And Gwydion said to Math, when it was Spring: "Come now and let us make a wife for Llew." And ...
A Little Boy in the Morning (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
He will not come, and still I wait. He whistles at another gate Where angels listen. Ah I know He ...
The Rushes (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
The rushes nod by the riverAs the winds on the loud waves go,And the things they nod of are many,For ...
The Little Children (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Hunger points a bony fingerTo the workhouse on the hill,But the little children lingerWhile there's flowers to gather stillFor my ...
Ceol Sidhe (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
When May is here, and every mornIs dappled with pied bells,And dewdrops glance along the thornAnd wings flash in the ...
Lady Fair (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Lady fair, have we not metIn our lives elsewhere?Darkling in my mind to-nightFaint fair faces dareMemory's old unfaithfulnessTo what was ...
Had I A Golden Pound (After The Irish) (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Had I a golden pound to spend,My love should mend and sew no more.And I would buy her a little ...
Thomas McDonagh (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
He shall not hear the bittern cry In the wild sky, where he is lain, Nor voices of the sweeter ...
In A Cafe (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
Kiss the maid and pass her round,Lips like hers were made for many.Our loves are far from us to-night,But these ...
Youth (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
She paved the way with perfume sweetOf flowers that moved like winds alight,And never weary grew my feetWandering through[the spring's ...
After Court Martial (Francis Ledwidge Poems)
My mind is not my mind, thereforeI take no heed of what men say,I lived ten thousand years beforeGod cursed ...