#IrishWriters
IN day from some titanic past it… As if a thread divine of memory ru… Born ere the Mighty One began his… Or yet were stars and suns. But here an iron will has fixed th…
FROM the cool and dark-lipped fu… Breathes a dim delight Through the woodland’s purple plum… To the diamond night. Aureoles of joy encircle
NOW the quietude of earth Nestles deep my heart within; Friendships new and strange have b… Since I left the city’s din. Here the tempest stays its guile,
OH, be not led away, Lured by the colour of the sun-ric… The gay romance of song Unto the spirit life doth not belo… Though far-between the hours
WE must pass like smoke or live w… For we can no more than smoke unto… If our thought has changed to drea… As smoke we vanish though the fire… Lights of infinite pity star the g…
ON the bird of air blue-breasted… And its shadowy fleece above us wa… Far through rumorous leagues of mi… See the old ascetic yonder, ah, po… Where he crouches wrinkled over by…
I COULD praise you once with be… And entered my life with love in a… I could lure with a song from afar… But with pinions drooping together… In the land of beautiful silence t…
I WOULD not have the love of li… The ancient ways of love: But in my heart I built a Paradis… A nest there for the dove. I felt the wings of light that flu…
THEY tell me that the earth is s… Although the Red Branch now is bu… That yonder peasant lifting up his… Can see the marvel of the morning… The wonder Deirdre gazed on when…
WHEN twilight flutters the mount… The faery lights from the earth un… And over the caves enchanted hover The giant heroes and gods of old. The bird of æther its flaming pini…
YOU look at me with wan, bright e… When in the deeper world I stray: You fear some hidden ambush lies In wait to call me, “Come away.” What if I see behind the veil
DUSK, a pearl-grey river, o’er Hill and vale puts out the day— What do you wonder at, asthore, What’s away in yonder grey? Dark the eyes that linger long—
THE HERO first thought it To him ’twas a deed: To those who retaught it, A chain on their speed. The fire that we kindled,
STILL as the holy of holies brea… Within its crystal depths the star… Fire on the altar of the hills at… Burns on the shadowy rim. Moment that holds all moments; whi…
ALL the morn a spirit gay Breathes within my heart a rhyme, ’Tis but hide and seek we play In and out the courts of time. Fairy lover, when my feet