#Irish #NobelPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury #1910 #TheGreenHelmetAndOtherPoems
Three Voices [together]. Hurry to bless… The mouths that speak, the notes and str… O masters of the glittering town! O! lay the shrilly trumpet down, Though drunken with the flags that sway
I walked among the seven woods of Coole… Shan-walla, where a willow-hordered pond Gathers the wild duck from the winter da… Shady Kyle-dortha; sunnier Kyle-na-no, Where many hundred squirrels are as happ…
I went out alone To sing a song or two, My fancy on a man, And you know who. Another came in sight
Ah, that Time could touch a form That could show what Homer’s age Bred to be a hero’s wage. ‘Were not all her life but storm, Would not painters paint a form
#1910 #TheGreenHelmetAndOtherPoems
‘TIME to put off the world and go some… And find my health again in the sea air,… Beggar to beggar cried, being frenzy-str… ‘And make my soul before my pate is bare… ’And get a comfortable wife and house
ONCE, when midnight smote the air, Eunuchs ran through Hell and met On every crowded street to stare Upon great Juan riding by: Even like these to rail and sweat
My Soul. I summon to the winding ancien… Set all your mind upon the steep ascent, Upon the broken, crumbling battlement, Upon the breathless starlit air, Upon the star that marks the hidden pole…
#1933 #TheWindingStairAndOtherPoems
INDIGNANT at the fumbling wits, the… Of our old paudeen in his shop, I stumb… Among the stones and thorn-trees, under… Until a curlew cried and in the luminous… A curlew answered; and suddenly thereupo…
THE Colonel went out sailing, He spoke with Turk and Jew, With Christian and with Infidel, For all tongues he knew. 'O what’s a wifeless man?' said he,
Sung by the people of Faery over Dia… We who are old, old and gay, O so old! Thousands of years, thousands of years, If all were told:
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
The fascination of what’s difficult Has dried the sap out of my veins, and r… Spontaneous joy and natural content Out of my heart. There’s something ails… That must, as if it had not holy blood
You waves, though you dance by my feet l… Though you glow and you glance, though y… In the Junes that were warmer than thes… When I was a boy with never a crack in… The herring are not in the tides as they…
#1889 #TheWanderingsOfOisinAndOtherPoems
Who talks of Plato’s spindle; What set it whirling round? Eternity may dwindle, Time is unwound, Dan and Jerry Lout
I dreamed that I stood in a valley, and… For happy lovers passed two by two where… And I dreamed my lost love came stealth… With her cloud-pale eyelids falling on d… I cried in my dream, O women, bid the y…
#1899 #TheWindAmongTheReeds