#Irish #NobelPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury #1933 #TheWindingStairAndOtherPoems
SHE might, so noble from head To great shapely knees The long flowing line, Have walked to the altar Through the holy images
O THOUGHT, fly to her when the end o… Awakens an old memory, and say, ‘Your strength, that is so lofty and fie… It might call up a new age, calling to m… The queens that were imagined long ago,
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…
I hear the Shadowy Horses, their long m… Their hoofs heavy with tumult, their eye… The North unfolds above them clinging,… The East her hidden joy before the morn… The West weeps in pale dew and sighs pa…
#1899 #TheWindAmongTheReeds
He. Dear, I must be gone While night Shuts the eyes Of the household spies; That song announces dawn. She. No, night’s bird and love’s
What shall I do with this absurdity— O heart, O troubled heart—this caricatu… Decrepit age that has been tied to me As to a dog’s tail? Never had I more
#1928 #TheTower
A PITY beyond all telling Is hid in the heart of love: The folk who are buying and selling, The clouds on their journey above, The cold wet winds ever blowing,
Suddenly I saw the cold and rook-deligh… That seemed as though ice burned and was… And thereupon imagination and heart were… So wild that every casual thought of tha… Vanished, and left but memories, that sh…
#1910 #TheGreenHelmetAndOtherPoems
Good Father John O’Hart In penal days rode out To a Shoneen who had free lands And his own snipe and trout. In trust took he John’s lands;
#1889 #TheWanderingsOfOisinAndOtherPoems
Cumhal called out, bending his head, Till Dathi came and stood, With a blink in his eyes, at the cave-mo… Between the wind and the wood. And Cumhal said, bending his knees,
Scene: A circle of Druidic stones… First Fairy: Afar from our lawn and our… O sister of sorrowful gaze! Where the roses in scarlet are heavy And dream of the end of their days,
Down by the salley gardens my love and… She passed the salley gardens with littl… She bid me take love easy, as the leaves… But I, being young and foolish, with he… In a field by the river my love and I d…
These are the clouds about the fallen su… The majesty that shuts his burning eye: The weak lay hand on what the strong has… Till that be tumbled that was lifted hig… And discord follow upon unison,
I have pointed out the yelling pack, The hare leap to the wood, And when I pass a compliment Rejoice as lover should At the drooping of an eye,
WHAT if I bade you leave The cavern of the mind? There’s better exercise In the sunlight and wind. I never bade you go
