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 ...
Katharine Tynan Poems on Sadness (24 Poems)
When You Come Home (Katharine Tynan Poems)
All will be right when you come home, dear lad, But oh, 'tis long of coming that you are!Everything's wrong with ...
The Deserted (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Thou Who wert kindest of the kind --Since out of sight is out of mind --There's none to do Thee ...
Haymaking (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Aye, sure, it does always be rainin' An' the hay lyin' out in the wet,But what's the good o' complainin'? It never ...
Immortality (Katharine Tynan Poems)
So I have sunk my roots in earthSince that my pretty boys had birth;And fear no more the grave and ...
To Two Bereaved (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Now in your days of worst distress, The empty days that stretch before,When all your sweet's turned bitterness;-- The Hand of the ...
The Brothers (Katharine Tynan Poems)
One called from Salonika and his call Rang to his brother;Forded wide rivers, climbed the mountain wall, Seeking the other.Are you asleep, ...
The Crown (Katharine Tynan Poems)
She had twelve stars for diadem; She had for footstool the full moon;Her quiet eyes, outshining them, Kept memories of the night ...
A Woman Commends Her Little Son (Katharine Tynan Poems)
To the aid of my little son I call all the magnalities --Archangel, Dominion, Powers and Principalities.Mary without a stain, Joseph that was ...
The Mother of Three (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Oh, to have a little farm, A little hearth so warm and bright,And three little boys all safe from harm In from ...
Missing (Katharine Tynan Poems)
To Leucha Mary WarnerHe is "Missing," and forlorn Drag her days in grief and pain.Every morn a hope is born, Only to ...
The Great May (Katharine Tynan Poems)
Who said the Spring was dead? She would not come again,Dust on her starry head, For a sad world in pain?The thing ...
The Sad Spring (Katharine Tynan Poems)
The Spring weeps, she is forlorn; Well that she may weep, alas!Now that many babes are born Whose dear fathers lie in ...
Wild Geese (Katharine Tynan Poems)
(A Lament for the Irish Jacobites.)I have heard the curlew crying On a lonely moor and mere;And the sea-gull's shriek in ...
A Birth-Night Song (Katharine Tynan Poems)
The Child is rocked on Mary's knee, Cold in the stall this bitter night,And "Lullalay-loo," soft singeth she, "My little Boy and ...
Pilgrims To The East (Katharine Tynan Poems)
This Christmas-time my son will come, God willing, to the Holy PlaceAnd by the manger's little room Will bend his knee and ...
The Doves (Katharine Tynan Poems)
The house where I was born,Where I was young and gay,Grows old amid its corn,Amid its scented hay.Moan of the ...
All Souls (Katharine Tynan Poems)
THERE'S traffic in the worlds immortal, For many souls are flying home,Striving and pushing at the portal For sight of glorious things ...
A Song For The Season (Katharine Tynan Poems)
THE Kings to the StableThey brought sweet spice,The gold and the silver,And jewels of price.But the Dove by the mangerShe ...
Speeding (Katharine Tynan Poems)
To Ivo Alan Charteris, October 17th, 1915Requiescat is not my bidding,That is the weary man's right speeding;You, O Child, full ...
The Promise (Katharine Tynan Poems)
To you and you it shall be given,As unto Mary her lost Heaven; Her Son and your son comeAlive out of ...
Immortality (Katharine Tynan Poems)
So I have sunk my roots in earth Since that my pretty boys had birth; And fear no more the ...
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 ...
The Doves (Katharine Tynan Poems)
The house where I was born, Where I was young and gay, Grows old amid its corn, Amid its scented ...