Overcome—O bitter sweetness, Inhabitant of the soft cheek of a girl— The rich man and his affairs, The fat flocks and the fields’ fatness, Mariners, rough harvesters;

PICTURE and book remain, An acre of green grass For air and exercise, Now strength of body goes; Midnight, an old house

WAS it the double of my dream The woman that by me lay Dreamed, or did we halve a dream Under the first cold gleam of day? I thought: ‘There is a waterfall

The light of evening, Lissadell, Great windows open to the south, Two girls in silk kimonos, both Beautiful, one a gazelle. But a raving autumn shears

Ribb at the Tomb of Baile and Aillinn BECAUSE you have found me in the pitc… With open book you ask me what I do. Mark and digest my tale, carry it afar To those that never saw this tonsured he…

He. Never until this night have I been… The elaborate starlight throws a reflect… On the dark stream, Till all the eddies gleam; And thereupon there comes that scream

AN old man cocked his ear upon a bridge… He and his friend, their faces to the S… Had trod the uneven road. Their boots w… Their Connemara cloth worn out of shape… They had kept a steady pace as though th…

YOU ask what—I have found, and far and… Nothing but Cromwell’s house and Cromwe… The lovers and the dancers are beaten in… And the tall men and the swordsmen and t… And there is an old beggar wandering in…

HAS no one said those daring Kind eyes should be more learn’d? Or warned you how despairing The moths are when they are burned? I could have warned you; but you are you…

REMEMBER all those renowned generati… They left their bodies to fatten the wol… They left their homesteads to fatten the… Fled to far countries, or sheltered them… In cavern, crevice, or hole,

Autumn is over the long leaves that love… And over the mice in the barley sheaves; Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us, And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leave… The hour of the waning of love has beset…