A mermaid found a swimming lad, Picked him for her own, Pressed her body to his body, Laughed; and plunging down Forgot in cruel happiness

I sing what was lost and dread what was… I walk in a battle fought over again, My king a lost king, and lost soldiers m… Feet to the Rising and Setting may run, They always beat on the same small stone…

I sought a theme and sought for it in va… I sought it daily for six weeks or so. Maybe at last, being but a broken man, I must be satisfied with my heart, altho… Winter and summer till old age began

‘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,

KING EOCHAID came at sundown to a w… Westward of Tara. Hurrying to his quee… He had outridden his war-wasted men That with empounded cattle trod the mire… And where beech-trees had mixed a pale g…

THERE’S many a strong farmer Whose heart would break in two, If he could see the townland That we are riding to; Boughs have their fruit and blossom

A BLOODY and a sudden end, Gunshot or a noose, For Death who takes what man would keep… Leaves what man would lose. He might have had my sister,

I had this thought awhile ago, ‘My darling cannot understand What I have done, or what would do In this blind bitter land.’ And I grew weary of the sun

ON the grey rock of Cashel the mind’s e… Has called up the cold spirits that are… When the old moon is vanished from the s… And the new still hides her horn. Under blank eyes and fingers never still

The Powers whose name and shape no livi… Have pulled the Immortal Rose; And though the Seven Lights bowed in th… The Polar Dragon slept, His heavy rings uncoiled from glimmering…

I’LL say and maybe dream I have drawn… Seeing that time has frozen up the blood… The wick of youth being burned and the o… From beauty that is cast out of a mould In bronze, or that in dazzling marble ap…

If any man drew near When I was young, I thought, ‘He holds her dear,’ And shook with hate and fear. But O! ‘twas bitter wrong

III Slim adolescence that a nymph has stripp… Peleus on Thetis stares. Her limbs are delicate as an eyelid, Love has blinded him with tears;