WE sat together at one summer’s end, That beautiful mild woman, your close fr… And you and I, and talked of poetry. I said, 'A line will take us hours mayb… Yet if it does not seem a moment’s thoug…

‘CALL down the hawk from the air; Let him be hooded or caged Till the yellow eye has grown mild, For larder and spit are bare, The old cook enraged,

‘Those Platonists are a curse,’ he said… ‘God’s fire upon the wane, A diagram hung there instead, More women born than men.’

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,

I– CRAZY JANE AND THE BISHOP Bring me to the blasted oak That I, midnight upon the stroke, (All find safety in the tomb.) May call down curses on his head

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…

BECAUSE there is safety in derision I talked about an apparition, I took no trouble to convince, Or seem plausible to a man of sense. Distrustful of thar popular eye

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:

I sat on cushioned otter-skin: My word was law from Ith to Emain, And shook at Inver Amergin The hearts of the world-troubling seamen… And drove tumult and war away