My young love said to me: My moth… And my father won’t slight you for… She put her arms ‘round me; these… It will not be long, love, ’til ou… Then she stepped away from me, and…

HERE Pilate’s Court is: None may clatter nor call Where the Wolf giving suck To the Twins glares on all ‘Strip Him and scourge Him

THERE is an hour, they say, On which your dream has power: Then all you wish for comes, As comes the lost field-bird Down to the island-lights;

FROM THE IRISH I’€™d bring you these for dowry A field from heather free, White sheep upon the mountain, And calves that follow me.

WE wander now who marched before, Hawking our bran from door to door… While other men from the mill take… So it is to be an Old Soldier. Old, bare and sore, we look on the…

IN woods remote, hid in the mount… Doves there are that have a gentle… Doves that are marked as by a poet… And hence are called Doves of the… And such ye were, and we could nev…

‘THE blackbird’s in the briar, The seagull’s on the ground– They are nests, and they’re more t… ‘They are tokens I have found. There, where the rain-dashed briar

STRIDE the hill, Sower, Up to the sky ridge, Flinging the seed, Scattering, exultant! Mouthing great rhythms

O men from the fields, Come gently within. Tread softly, softly O men coming in! Mavourneen is going

AND that was when the chevaldour Through the whole of night Sang, for the moon of mid-July Made the hillside bright. Morfydd to David ap Gwillam spoke

The moon-cradle’s rocking and rock… Where a cloud and a cloud goes by: Silently rocking and rocking, The moon-cradle out in the sky. The hound’s in his loop by the fir…

FOR the poor body that I own I could weep many a tear: The days have stolen flesh and bon… And left a changeling here. Four feeble bones are left to me,

I. THE PARROT AND THE F… MY Afghan poet-friend With this made his message end, ‘The scroll around my wall shows t… The parrot and falcon they

IT was pure indeed, The air we breathed in, the light… I and my brother, when we played t… Or piped to one another; then ther… Two young lads of an age with one…

You would not slumber If laid at my breast: You would not slumber. The river-flood beats The swan from her nest: