His Praise Of Finn (Lady Augusta Gregory Poems)
It is a week from yesterday I last saw Finn; I never saw a braver man.A king of heavy blows; ...
It is a week from yesterday I last saw Finn; I never saw a braver man.A king of heavy blows; ...
When you command, the Muse obeys,Proud to present her humble Lays.Of writing I'll no more repent,Nor think my Time unwisely ...
When there wakes any wind to shake this place,This wave-hemmed atom of land on which I dwell,My fancy conquers time, ...
O SKY! O lucid sky of May!O'er which the fleecy clouds have stolen,In bands snow-white, and glimmering-gray,Or heart-steeped in a ...
Gemmed with white daisies was the great green worldYour restless feet have pressed this long day through-Come now and let ...
A TEAR welled up from a poet heartAnd fell on a rose;Lay there, bitter, and made it smart,--The red, red ...
To gaze at a river made of time and waterAnd remember Time is another river.To know we stray like a ...
If I were a poet, my sweetest songShould have the bouquet of scuppernong,With a racy smack in every lineFrom the ...
_To the Author upon the sight of the first sheet of his Book._ My worthy friend, I am much pleas'd to ...
O might I leave this grassy placeFor spreading foam about my feet!The splendid spray upon my face,The flying brine itself ...
The Judge Of The WorldO Dearest Dread, most glorious King,I'le of thy justest Judgements sing:So thou my head and heart ...
Shook sudden from the bosom of the sky,A thousand shapes, or glide athwart the dusk,Or stalk majestic on. Deep-roused, I ...
While strains like these beguile a wand'rer's care, And fancy's smile unfetters fortune's frown,Oft will reflection doubt with anxious air If e'er ...
"ONE-MAN-ONE-VOTE!" You hear the people shouting. The walls of Mammon tremble ere they fall.ONE-MAN-ONE-VOTE! Is this a time for doubting? The poets ...
The warrior may twine round his temples the leavesOf the Laurel that Victory throws him;The Lover may smile as he ...
My lonely life wanders in the streets,Along the countryside or the walls of the room.No blood flows anymore in my ...
How bright and beautiful art thou, Dear little fairy creature,With moon-like eyes and sunny brow, Hope moulding ev'ry feature!When through the house, ...
By his evening fire the artist Pondered o'er his secret shame;Baffled, weary, and disheartened, Still he mused, and dreamed of fame.'T was ...
Hail to thy hues! thou lovely flower,Still shed around thy soft perfume,Still smile amid the wint'ry hour,And boast even now ...
Detested by both men and gods,like nobles who have bitterly decayed,the Verlaines wither; wealth remainsto them, of rich and silvery ...
Is there the theme of a poem among fading memories,Among the happy memories of childhood innocence,When the heart was full ...
In the parlour of the shanty where the lives have all gone wrong,When a singer or reciter gives a story ...
Oh Britain! dear Isle, when the annals of storyShall tell of the deeds that thy children have done,When the strains ...
SHE comes, the poet's fav'rite theme,The pride of all the circling year;She comes, but tearful is her eye,No smiles upon ...
These are the friends whom he loved: these books that reveal on their pagesPencilled marks of approval, as one claps ...
It's good to have chosenA living homeAnd housed timeIn a ceaseless heartAnd seen my handsAlight on the world,As on an ...
The fierce musical cries of a couple of sparrowhawks huntingon the headland,Hovering and darting, their heads northwestward,Prick like silver arrows ...
DEAR Doctor, whose blandly invincible penHas honored so of tell your great fellowmenWith your genius and virtues, who doubts it ...
How sweet the cadence of his lyre! What melody of words!They strike a pulse within the heart Like songs of forest-birds,Or tinkling ...
I've had my share of necessary losses,Of dreams I know no longer can come true.I'm done now with the whys ...
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