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 ...
The Convent garden lies so near The road the people go,If it was quiet you might hear The nuns' talk, merry and ...
When skies are blue and days are bright A kitchen-garden's my delight, Set round with rows of decent box And blowsy girls of ...
Such innocent companionshipIs hers, whether she wake or sleep,'Tis scarcely strange her face should wearThe young child's grave and innocent ...
"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 ...
Now in your days of worst distress, The empty days that stretch before,When all your sweet's turned bitterness;-- The Hand of the ...
Not to an angel but a friendHe turned at the day's bitter end.It was so comforting to feelSome one was ...
WHAT of Louvain and of Rheims Made for God by man? What then?Here be temples more than man's Wrought by God for ...
Oh, when the land is white as milk With bloom that lets no leaf between,When trees are clad in grass-green silk And ...
Now the golden daffodil Lifts from earth his shining headThat was lately frozen still In the gardens of the dead.Sing to the ...
Here in the garden-bed,Hoeing the celery,Wonders the Lord has madePass ever before me.I see the young birds build,And swallows come ...
Who said the Spring was dead? She would not come again,Dust on her starry head, For a sad world in pain?The thing ...
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 ...
Roger Charles Noel Bellingham. Before Ypres, March 4th, 1915The Perfect Playmate, whither does he strayThat now no more his feet ...
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 ...
To the Immortal Tenth (Irish) DivisionSuvla, name of bitterness, Myrrh and aloes in the mouth,Salt as Dead Sea water is! All that ...
LORD, when they come back again From the dreadful battlefieldTo the common ways of men, Be Thy mercy, Lord, revealed!Make them to ...
Captain Patrick Tobin, R.D.F. Suvla, August 15th, 1915Ever his eyes are fixed on a glorious sight. A boy is leading, calls ...
To Mrs. Guy WyndhamThe heart of a boy is full of light, Naked of self, quite pure and clean,No shadows lurk ...
As up and down I fare by road and streetThe mothers of our men-at-arms I meet Who die for mine and ...
The boys come home, come home from war, With quiet eyes for quiet things --A child, a lamb, a flower, a ...
Now she need dread no more to growToo old for him, she need not knowThe bitterness when he who wasAll ...
If I could have foreseen this hour, What terror and anguish I had seen!And not this time of joy at flower, Cool ...
James Cecil Johnston. Suvla. August 9th, 1915Only an hour ago we were fearful for you,Knowing the death and the darkness ...
Young martyrs of the war,Who with your bright eyes star The shadows grey;Who steal at dawn and gloamIn each beloved room So ...
She said: Would I might sleepWith the bulbs I plant so deep,Forgetting all the long WinterThat I must awake and ...
THERE'S traffic in the worlds immortal, For many souls are flying home,Striving and pushing at the portal For sight of glorious things ...
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