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Roger Casement

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I SAY that Roger CasementDid what he had to do.He died upon the gallows,But that is nothing new. Afraid they might be beatenBefore the bench of Time,They turned a trick…

The Road at My Door

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An affable Irregular,A heavily-built Falstaffian man,Comes cracking jokes of civil warAs though to die by gunshot wereThe finest play under the sun. A brown Lieutenant and his men,Half dressed in…

The Mask

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“PUT off that mask of burning goldWith emerald eyes.”“O no, my dear, you make so boldTo find if hearts be wild and wise,And yet not cold.”“I would but find what’s…

Meeting

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Hidden by old age awhileIn masker’s cloak and hood,Each hating what the other loved,Face to face we stood:‘That I have met with such,’ said he,‘Bodes me little good.’ ‘Let others…

Reconciliation

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SOME may have blamed you that you took awayThe verses that could move them on the dayWhen, the ears being deafened, the sight of the eyes blindWith lightning, you went…

The Rose Of Peace

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IF Michael, leader of God’s hostWhen Heaven and Hell are met,Looked down on you from Heaven’s door-postHe would his deeds forget.Brooding no more upon God’s warsIn his divine homestead,He would…

A Man Young And Old: III. The Mermaid

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A mermaid found a swimming lad,Picked him for her own,Pressed her body to his body,Laughed; and plunging downForgot in cruel happinessThat even lovers drown.

Blood And The Moon

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BLESSED be this place,More blessed still this tower;A bloody, arrogant powerRose out of the raceUttering, mastering it,Rose like these walls from theseStorm-beaten cottages —In mockery I have setA powerful emblem…

The Stare’s Nest by My Window

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The bees build in the crevicesOf loosening masonry, and thereThe mother birds bring grubs and flies.My wall is loosening; honey-bees,Come build in the empty house of the stare. We are…

The Sorrow of Love

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The quarrel of the sparrows in the eaves,The full round moon and the star-laden sky,And the loud song of the ever-singing leaves,Had hid away earth’s old and weary cry. And…