#Irish
LET us leave our island woods gro… O’er the waters creeping the pea… Hides the silver of the long wave… The chill for the warm room let us… Turn the lamp down low and draw th…
OVER all the dream-built margin,… Glint the bubble planets tossing i… Immemorial face, how many faces lo… Now with ghostly eyes of wonder ri… Now the secrets of the future trai…
MOTHER, with whom our lives sho… Not hatred keeps our lives apart: Charmed by some lesser glow in the… Our hearts beat not within thy hea… Beauty, the face, the touch, the e…
BURNING our hearts out with lon… The daylight passed: Millions and millions together, The stars at last! Purple the woods where the dewdrop…
I SAID my pleasure shall not mov… It is not fixed in things apart: Seeking not love—but yet to love— I put my trust in mine own heart. I knew the fountain of the deep
HOW I could see through and thro… So unconscious, tender, kind, More than ever was known to you Of the pure ways of your mind. We who long to rest from strife
THIS is the red, red region Your heart must journey through: Your pains will here be legion And joy be death for you. Rejoice to-day: to-morrow
SHADOW WHO art thou, O Glory, In flame from the deep Where stars chant their story; Why trouble my sleep?
HIS head within my bosom lay, But yet his spirit slipped not thr… I only felt the burning clay That withered for the cooling dew. It was but pity when I spoke
COULD you not in silence borrow Strength to go from us ungrieving? All these hours of loving sorrow Only make more bitter leaving. You will go forth lonely, thinking
THIS mood hath known all beauty,… O’erwhelmed majesties In these pale forms, and kingly cr… On brows no longer bold, And through the shadowy terrors of…
ERE I lose myself in the vastnes… While I gaze on the light and the… May I still feel the heart-pang a… May the voices of sorrow appealing… Ere I storm with the tempest of p…
IMAGE of beauty, when I gaze on… Trembling I waken to a mystery, How through one door we go to life… By spirit kindled or the sensual b… Image of beauty, when my way I go…
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
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…