Selected PoemsMacmillan, 1921 - 306 страница |
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Abbey Theatre Aengus ALEEL angels Aoife's country arms BAILE'S STRAND battle beauty birds BLIND boughs BRIDGET BRUIN CHILD cold comes CONCHOBAR Coolaney COUNTESS CATHLEEN cried Cruachan CUCHULAIN curlew dance dead death DEIRDRE door Dorothy Paget dream Edain eyes face faery FATHER HART feet FERGUS fire flame FOOL Galway give goes gone grey hair hands head hear heard High King hound Hush killed kiss lady laughing light lips live lonely of heart look lover Maeve Maire O'Neill MARY MAURTEEN mind moon murmur NAISI never night OONA pale PEASANT play praise queen Sara Allgood SECOND MERCHANT SHAWN SHEMUS Sidhe singing sleep Sligo song soul speak stars sweet sword TEIG tell There's things thought tree Tuatha De Danaan turn wandering waves what's wild wind wise witches withered woman women wood words young
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Страница 5 - I WILL arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made ; Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
Страница 38 - The wind blows out of the gates of the day, The wind blows over the lonely of heart, And the lonely of heart is withered away, While the faeries dance in a place apart, Shaking their milk-white feet in a ring, Tossing their milk-white arms in the air: For they hear the wind laugh, and murmur and sing Of a land where even the old are fair, And even the wise are merry of tongue; But I heard a reed of Coolaney say, "When the wind has laughed and murmured and sung, The lonely of heart is withered away!
Страница 267 - I know that I shall meet my fate Somewhere among the clouds above; Those that I fight I do not hate, Those that I guard I do not love; My country is Kiltartan Cross, My countrymen Kiltartan's poor, No likely end could bring them loss Or leave them happier than before. Nor law, nor duty bade me fight, Nor public men, nor cheering crowds, A lonely impulse of delight Drove to this tumult in the clouds; I balanced all, brought all to mind, The years to come seemed waste of breath, A waste of breath the...
Страница 95 - CATHLEEN. Bend down your faces, Oona and Aleel : I gaze upon them as the swallow gazes Upon the nest under the eave, before He wander the loud waters : do not weep Too great a while, for there is many a candle On the high altar though one fall. Aleel, Who sang about the people of the raths, That know not the hard burden of the world, Having but breath in their kind bodies, farewell! And farewell, Oona...
Страница 9 - I passed my brother and cousin: They read in their books of prayer; I read in my book of songs I bought at the Sligo fair. When we come at the end of time To Peter sitting in state, He will smile on the three old spirits, But call me first through the gate; For the good are always the...
Страница 267 - AN IRISH AIRMAN FORESEES HIS DEATH I KNOW that I shall meet my fate Somewhere among the clouds above ; Those that I fight I do not hate, Those that I guard I do not love ; My country is Kiltartan Cross, My countrymen Kiltartan's poor, No likely end could bring them loss Or leave them happier than before. Nor law, nor duty bade me fight, Nor public men, nor cheering crowds, A lonely impulse of delight...
Страница 29 - Where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, Where nobody gets old and godly and grave, Where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue...
Страница 250 - They have gone about the world like wind, But little time had they to pray For whom the hangman's rope was spun, And what, God help us, could they save? Romantic Ireland's dead and gone, It's with O'Leary in the grave.
Страница 153 - THE OLD MEN ADMIRING THEMSELVES IN THE WATER I HEARD the old, old men say, " Everything alters, And one by one we drop away.
Страница 103 - Away, come away: Empty your heart of its mortal dream. The winds awaken, the leaves whirl round, Our cheeks are pale, our hair is unbound, Our breasts are heaving, our eyes are a-gleam, Our arms are waving, our lips are apart; And if any gaze on our rushing band, We come between him and the deed of his hand, We come between him and the hope of his heart.