LIKE winds or waters were her wa… The flowing tides, the airy stream… Are troubled not by any dreams; They know the circle of their days… Like winds or waters were her ways…

DUSK its ash-grey blossoms sheds… Over twilight mountains where the… Rise and fall and fade away from e… Earth renews the music sweeter. O… Come, acushla, come, as in ancient…

I HAVE wept a million tears: Pure and proud one, where are thin… What the gain though all thy years In unbroken beauty shine? All your beauty cannot win

I THOUGHT, beloved, to have br… A gift of quietness and ease and p… Cooling your brow as with the myst… Dropping from twilight trees. Homeward I go not yet; the darkne…

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—

WITH the glamour of the Gay How you made our hearts to flame; Gave each life some airy aim: Ever round you seemed to play Sunlight from some inner day.

I WILL not follow you, my bird, I will not follow you. I would not breathe a word, my bir… To bring thee here anew. I love the free in thee, my bird,

IT was the fairy of the place, Moving within a little light, Who touched with dim and shadowy g… The conflict at its fever height. It seemed to whisper “Quietness,”

THE SWEETEST song was ever su… May soothe you but a little while: The gayest music ever rung Shall yield you but a fleeting smi… The well I digged you soon shall…

WITH eyes all untroubled she lau… Bending beneath the creel with the… Till evening with pearl dew dims t… And night lit with dreamlight enfo… Then she will wander, her heart al…

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…

POOR little child, my pretty boy… Why did the hunter mark thee out? Wert thou betrayed by thine own jo… Singled through childhood’s merry… And who on such a gentle thing

THE MIGHT that shaped itself t… In chaos, here is lulled in breath… Under the long brown ridge in gent… Its fierce old pulses beat. Quiet and sad we go at eve; the fi…

BEARDED with dewy grass the mou… Their blackness high into the stil… Deepening to blue: far up the glim… In silver transience shines the st… Silent the sheep about me; fleece…

WE air tired who follow after Phantasy and truth that flies: You with only look and laughter Stain our hearts with richest dyes… When you break upon our study