Brian O’Byrne of Omah town In his garden strode up and down; He pulled his beard, and he beat h… And this is his trouble and woe co… ‘The good-folk came in the night,…

A beggar sat by the King’s highwa… O, but the road was long! His hair was black and his beard w… Hark to the linnet’s song! He sat him down by the churchyard…

This is the rhyme of the rain on t… Tears, all tears, slow falling tea… If this is the warp, then what is… Flesh that sorrows and flesh that… Ah! poor humanity, weeping sore,

All day I lie beneath the great p… Whose perfumed branches wave and s… I hear the groaning of its straini… As in the breeze its thin leaves m… Like frantic fingers loosened and…

See, there he goes, a-pulling his… With frowning brow, and far and ab… On his bowed head the dust of time… And on his parchment cheek life’s… He doth not hear the lark in worsh…

When first you came to London Tow… Just five years old, I said—‘He’ll ask for marble hall… All paved with gold!’ I thought—‘He’ll weep, so stricke…

When the white rose and the red sp… Make a scented path to tread throu… I half-dreaming all forget in the… That the city’s claim will come, b… How can I go forth again to the h…

This is the son of the white morni… Combing her silken hair’s simmer o… All of her slenderness wrapped in… Green of the dawning sky, dear to… ‘When the lime is in blossom the b…

As I came down from the hill of A… When spring sang in the air, I heard the silken voice of summer Call from the cold earth there. As I came down from the hill of A…

[IN MEMORY] The earth-bound giant now is free,… The last fight over, and the last… No tale of snow-clad heights where… His exile heart can thrill.

I saw children playing, dancing in… Till a voice came calling, calling… With sad backward glances she went… Hoping they would miss her and so… Pettishly and pouting, ‘Tis not t…

‘What makes you so late at the try… What caused you so long to be? For a weary time I have waited From the hour you promised me.’ ‘I would I were here by your side…

Goodbye, sweet friend, goodbye And all the world must be Between my friend and me; And nothing is, dear heart, But hands that meet to part;

O brother, brother, come down to t… Come down to the caves where I pl… For oh! I saw on the rocks, aslee… A fair mermaid, and the slow waves… To bear her away, away.

The world has many lovers, but the… She loves the best is he within wh… She but half-reigning queen and mi… Whose lonely soul for ever stands… Who from her face will ever turn a…