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 ...
An average man was Private Flynn, Good stuff for soldiering, no doubt;Troublesome when the drink was in, A quiet lad when it ...
St. Austin, going in thoughtAlong the sea-sands gray,Into another world was caught,And Carthage far away.He saw the City of GodHang ...
So I have sunk my roots in earthSince that my pretty boys had birth;And fear no more the grave and ...
"When you get to Heaven, seek and find my boy. Mother him!" "Until you come?" "I shall never come.Earth was good ...
LEST Heaven be thronged with grey-beards hoary, God, who made boys for His delight,Stoops in a day of grief and glory And ...
Roses in the sky, Roses in the seaBowers of scarlet sky-roses Take my heart and me.God was good to make, This December weather,All ...
To you and you and you who have given Two sons for England's sake,--what word?Oh, there is weeping heard in Heaven And ...
RHEIMS is down in fire and smoke,The hour of God is at the stroke.Round and round the ruined place,—Jesu, Mary, ...
THOU who guidest the swallow and wren,Keep the paths of the flying men!Over the mountains, over the seasThou hast given ...
His mother died last year and yetShe wearied Heaven with fear and fret,Wanting the son she left behind,And God was ...
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 ...
WHAT turned the German myriads back From Paris whither they had won?The sword dropped from their hold grown slack; Children of Attila ...
Love has moods: and I am cold, Very cold ofttimes to Thee;Fain to slip from Thy dear hold To my follies and ...
For the first time since he was bornHer son, her rose without a thorn,They are at variance, they who wereAlways ...
'O spare my cherries in the net,'Brother Benignus prayed; 'and ISummer and winter, shine and wet,Will pile the blackbirds' table ...
I will lift mine eyes to the mountains, To the mountains whence cometh my aid;I shall drink of the Mercy's crystal ...
Wild geese fly overhead In the wild Autumn weather.Souls of the newly-dead Crying and flying together.Home from the last great fight, The souls ...
As up and down I fare by road and streetThe mothers of our men-at-arms I meet Who die for mine and ...
This is the sign!This flooding splendour, golden and hyaline,This sun a golden sea on hill and plain, --That God forgets ...
The Spring comes slowly up this way, Slowly, slowly,Under a snood of hodden grey.The black and white for her array, Slowly, slowly,The ...
THE Christmas moon shines clear and right;There were poor travellers such a nightHad neither fire nor candle-light.One plucked them stars ...
THERE'S traffic in the worlds immortal, For many souls are flying home,Striving and pushing at the portal For sight of glorious things ...
Voice of a great wind, of wild ocean surges, Storming the gates of Heaven,The people of God singing under the scourges Wherewith ...
Blues and greens are my delightSet in garlands of the white.When God made the violetHe made nothing better yet.Lilac and ...
To Ivo Alan Charteris, October 17th, 1915Requiescat is not my bidding,That is the weary man's right speeding;You, O Child, full ...
To you and you it shall be given,As unto Mary her lost Heaven; Her Son and your son comeAlive out of ...
Lest the young soldiers be strange in heaven, God bids the old soldier they all adoredCome to Him and wait for ...
So I have sunk my roots in earth Since that my pretty boys had birth; And fear no more the ...
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