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Colonus’ Praise

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{Chorus.} Come praise Colonus’ horses, and come praiseThe wine-dark of the wood’s intricacies,The nightingale that deafens daylight there,If daylight ever visit where,Unvisited by tempest or by sun,Immortal ladies tread the…

Running To Paradise

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As I came over Windy GapThey threw a halfpenny into my cap.For I am running to paradise;And all that I need do is to wishAnd somebody puts his hand in…

The Second Coming

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Turning and turning in the widening gyreThe falcon cannot hear the falconer;Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhereThe…

He Remembers Forgotten Beauty

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When my arms wrap you round I pressMy heart upon the lovelinessThat has long faded from the world;The jewelled crowns that kings have hurledIn shadowy pools, when armies fled;The love-tales…

Vacillation

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I Between extremitiesMan runs his course;A brand, or flaming breath.Comes to destroyAll those antinomiesOf day and night;The body calls it death,The heart remorse.But if these be rightWhat is joy?         II…

The Delphic Oracle Upon Plotinus

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Behold that great Plotinus swim,Buffeted by such seas;Bland Rhadamanthus beckons him,But the Golden Race looks dim,Salt blood blocks his eyes.Scattered on the level grassOr winding through the groveplato there and…

Upon A House Shaken By The Land Agitation

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HOW should the world be luckier if this house,Where passion and precision have been oneTime out of mind, became too ruinousTo breed the lidleSs eye that loves the sun?And the…

The Hosting Of The Sidhe

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THE host is riding from KnocknareaAnd over the grave of Clooth-na-Bare;Caoilte tossing his burning hair,And Niamh calling Away, come away:Empty your heart of its mortal dream.The winds awaken, the leaves…

Cuchulain Comforted

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A MAN that had six mortal wounds, a manViolent and famous, strode among the dead;Eyes stared out of the branches and were gone. Then certain Shrouds that muttered head to…

Lullaby

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Beloved, may your sleep be soundThat have found it where you fed.What were all the world’s alarmsTo mighty paris when he foundSleep upon a golden bedThat first dawn in Helen’s…