I lived among great houses, Riches drove out rank, Base drove out the better blood, And mind and body shrank. No Oscar ruled the table,

SING of the O’Rahilly, Do not deny his right; Sing a 'the’ before his name; Allow that he, despite All those learned historians,

Through winter-time we call on spring, And through the spring on summer call, And when abounding hedges ring Declare that winter’s best of all; And after that there’s nothing good

THERE all the golden codgers lay, There the silver dew, And the great water sighed for love, And the wind sighed too. Man-picker Niamh leant and sighed

Now must I these three praise— Three women that have wrought What joy is in my days: One because no thought, Nor those unpassing cares,

While I, that reed-throated whisperer Who comes at need, although not now as o… A clear articulation in the air, But inwardly, surmise companions Beyond the fling of the dull ass’s hoof

BELOVED, gaze in thine own heart, The holy tree is growing there; From joy the holy branches start, And all the trembling flowers they bear. The changing colours of its fruit

A MAN I praise that once in Tara’s Ha… Said to the woman on his knees, ‘Lie st… My hundredth year is at an end. I thin… That something is about to happen, I th… That the adventure of old age begins.

OTHERS because you did not keep That deep-sworn vow have been friends of… Yet always when I look death in the fac… When I clamber to the heights of sleep, Or when I grow excited with wine,

Come praise Colonus’ horses, and come p… The wine-dark of the wood’s intricacies, The nightingale that deafens daylight th… If daylight ever visit where, Unvisited by tempest or by sun,

Swift has sailed into his rest; Savage indignation there Cannot lacerate his breast. Imitate him if you dare, World-besotted traveller; he