BECAUSE we love bare hills and stunte… And were the last to choose the settled… Its boredom of the desk or of the spade,… So many years companioned by a hound, Our voices carry; and though slumber-bou…

I saw a staring virgin stand Where holy Dionysus died, And tear the heart out of his side. And lay the heart upon her hand And bear that beating heart away;

Hic. ON the grey sand beside the shallo… Under your old wind-beaten tower, where… A lamp burns on beside the open book That Michael Robartes left, you walk in… And though you have passed the best of l…

HURRAH for revolution and more cannon… A beggar upon horseback lashes a beggar… Hurrah for revolution and cannon come ag… The beggars have changed places, but the…

Once, when midnight smote the air, Eunuchs ran through Hell and met From thoroughfare to thoroughfare, While that great Juan galloped by; And like these to rail and sweat

HANDS, do what you’re bid; Bring the balloon of the mind That bellies and drags in the wind Into its narrow shed.

SHE might, so noble from head To great shapely knees, The long flowing line, Have walked to the altar Through the holy images

WHAT’S riches to him That has made a great peacock With the pride of his eye? The wind-beaten, stone-grey, And desolate Three Rock

Through intricate motions ran Stream and gliding sun And all my heart seemed gay: Some stupid thing that I had done Made my attention stray.