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Her Praise

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SHE is foremost of those that I would hear praised.I have gone about the house, gone up and downAs a man does who has published a new book,Or a young…

Her Triumph

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I did the dragon’s will until you cameBecause I had fancied love a casualImprovisation, or a settled gameThat followed if I let the kerchief fall:Those deeds were best that gave…

Me Peacock

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WHAT’S riches to himThat has made a great peacockWith the pride of his eye?The wind-beaten, stone-grey,And desolate Three RockWould nourish his whim.Live he or dieAmid wet rocks and heather,His ghost…

To A Squirrel At Kyle-Na-No

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Come play with me;Why should you runThrough the shaking treeAs though I’d a gunTo strike you dead?When all I would doIs to scratch your headAnd let you go.

The Ballad Of Father O’Hart

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GOOD Father John O’HartIn penal days rode outTo a Shoneen who had free landsAnd his own snipe and trout.In trust took he John’s lands;Sleiveens were all his race;And he gave…

Those Dancing Days Are Gone

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Come, let me sing into your ear;Those dancing days are gone,All that silk and satin gear;Crouch upon a stone,Wrapping that foul body upIn as foul a rag:I carry the sun…

The Peacock

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What’s riches to himThat has made a great peacockWith the pride of his eye?The wind-beaten, stone-grey,And desolate Three RockWould nourish his whim.Live he or dieAmid wet rocks and heather,His ghost…

Remorse For Intemperate Speech

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I RANTED to the knave and fool,But outgrew that school,Would transform the part,Fit audience found, but cannot ruleMy fanatic heart.I sought my betters:  though in eachFine manners, liberal speech,Turn hatred into…

The Indian To His Love

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THE island dreams under the dawnAnd great boughs drop tranquillity;The peahens dance on a smooth lawn,A parrot sways upon a tree,Raging at his own image in the enamelled sea.Here we…

The Cold Heaven

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SUDDENLY I saw the cold and rook-delighting heavenThat seemed as though ice burned and was but themore ice,And thereupon imagination and heart were drivenSo wild that every casual thought of…