His Lament For O’Kelly (Lady Augusta Gregory Poems)
There's no dew or grass on Cluan Leathan. The cuckoo is not to be seenon the furze; the leaves are ...
There's no dew or grass on Cluan Leathan. The cuckoo is not to be seenon the furze; the leaves are ...
Simon, beware! the Saviour said,Satan, your subtle foe,Already has his measures laidYour soul to overthrow.He wants to sift you all, ...
Man hath no part with forgiveness.Beside the forgiveness of God, man'sForgiveness be a puny thing. To forgive-To undo action with ...
Faded the footstep of Spring from our garden, Sighing the Autumn wind vanishing goes,Behold now, how close to us dreams are ...
Those men are deemed heroes who rush on the foeRegardless of danger, and seek not to know What others may do;Stern ...
Justus quidem tu es, Domine, si disputem tecum; verumtamen justa loquar ad te: quare via impiorum prosperatur?Thou art indeed just, ...
Eternal cold of silence, where each sound Dies in its birth, and Death's pale henchmen meet With soft Lethean traps unwary feet Or ...
With a sign for the unknown land fevering his brain,With a pulse as strong as the engine-beat on the rail;With ...
He totters round and dangles those odd shapesThat were his legs. His eyes are never dim.He brags about his fame ...
Clear, distant, fromthe breast of a towerI can hear a bell's heartbeat,and in its sweet echoesit seems that my veins ...
'Forward! forward!'Rang our fathers' battle-cry.'Forward! forward!'Norsemen, be our watchword high!All that fires the spirit and makes the heart's faith bright,For ...
When first I saw you in the curious streetLike some platoon of soldier ghosts in grey,My mad impulse was all ...
FIRST of invaders, Hannibal, thy nameIs proud as chief may claim, or man bestow,For thy historian is the conquer'd foe,And ...
My sisters have their loves, but IAm all alone, she said.And oh! the weary wonder Why.And oh! that I were ...
When I give up the helmI know that the time has come for thee to take it.What there is to ...
With colors gay, adown the street,The drums alert with stirring beat,Our lads pass by who rode for France.They proudly step ...
Let Honour speak, for only Honour canEnd nobly what in nobleness began.Nor hate nor anger may, though just their cause,This ...
At Crow's Nest Pass the mountains rendThemselves apart, the rivers wendA lawless course about their feet,And breaking into torrents beatIn ...
And I standing in the shadeHave seen it a thousand timesHappen: first theft, then murder;Rape; the rueful actsOf the blind ...
When I compareWhat I have lost with what I have gained,What I have missed with what attained, Little room do I ...
Bring flowers to strew His way,Yea, sing, make holiday;Bid young lambs leap,And earth laugh after sleep.For now He cometh forthWinter ...
Abandoned houses areillusion reachingits end;wind and rain and timeroot for theground.They have the calmness broughtby defeat,the bearing of farmerswho are ...
Tie a bandage over his eyes, And at his feet Let rifles drearily patter Their death-prayers of defeat. Throw a blanket over his body, It ...
WHO is it speaks of defeat? -I tell you a Cause like oursIs greater than defeat can know;It is the ...
You say 'tis hard to copy well,Where Nature does herself excel.Allow'd -- yet still let me advise:Near as you can, ...
All night funereal darkness pall'd the earth; The worn--out soldiers slumbered heavily: The anxious chiefs themselves, in grave--like sleep, Till ...
Meanwhile, within the heart of the dead sun, After that glory angelic had passed out, Long time reigned silence, night ...
Tombed in the solid night of starless space; From nearest living orb so far removed, That light, of all material ...
Joy was in Israel; for all hoped that, now, A three days' journey in the wilderness Verily should they go, ...
Prelude I SEE the boy-bard neath life's morning skies, While hope's bright cohorts guess ...
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