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…

Under the Great Comedian’s tomb the cro… A bundle of tempestuous cloud is blown About the sky; where that is clear of cl… Brightness remains; a brighter star shoo… What shudders run through all that anima…

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;

OTHERS because you did not keep That deep-sworn vow have been friends of… Yet always when I look death in the fac… When I clamber to the heights of sleep, Or when I grow excited with wine,

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

HERE at right of the entrance this bro… Human, superhuman, a bird’s round eye, Everything else withered and mummy-dead. What great tomb-haunter sweeps the dista… (Something may linger there though all e…

YOU think it horrible that lust and rag… Should dance attention upon my old age; They were not such a plague when I was… What else have I to spur me into song?

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

O’Driscoll drove with a song The wild duck and the drake From the tall and the tufted reeds Of the drear Hart Lake. And he saw how the reeds grew dark

A MAN that had six mortal wounds, a ma… Violent and famous, strode among the dea… Eyes stared out of the branches and were… Then certain Shrouds that muttered head… Came and were gone. He leant upon a tr…