#IrishWriters
What will you do through the waiti… What will my darling do? Will you sleep, or wander in those… Until I can come to you? Do you cry at the door as I cry h…
Within an English village yesterd… I came upon a little child at play… I lingered by to watch the baby ga… And heard some voice call gently o… Sweet she replied. How leaped my…
At the convent doors, full of alar… She stood, like a young bird quitt… Her first flight flown right into… Her first tears wept upon my breas… It was the young dove, wond’ring a…
Oh, the lonely road, the road to… ’Tis there I see a little ghost,… She plucks the swaying cowslip nor… But flies at my pursuing, who once… She once did run to me.
TA’N SIONAC AR SRAIDI… Loud shout the flaming tongues of… The cannon’s thunder rolls afar While Empires tremble for their f… Thou art alone amongst them all.
A scallop shell, loosed by the lif… Had left a friendly shore, the sea… Its lips of pink and snowy hollow… Pure in the sun, a pearl upon the… It gleamed and passed—you burdened…
Sitting alone in my room, Alone in the gathering gloom, Solitude in the rest of the tomb. While the drip, drip, drip of the… Like tears that are falling in vai…
Up the steep stair they clatter to… In whispered merriment they pierce… Of Time’s sweet mercy, who with h… Did seek in vain to stay their res… Their peeping eyes and prying fing…
The green has come to the leafless… The earth brings forth its grain; The rose has come for the honey be… You will not come again. The birds have come to the empty n…
Young Robin from the field in the… Singing boy, pretty maid tossing t… Light of feet, stealthily, to the… Laughing at strategy, there he run… But the thrush mid the green
She made roses all the day for pre… All through the patient hours, hal… Dragged into a hurried knot all he… Eyes foolish with fatigue, straini… Pretty ladies roamed away over lan…
If thou didst slip 'neath the enci… And found sure death in coral grov… Dost think the sea o’er thy unrest… Would check one moment of its ebb… If thou didst lie 'neath the entom…
You were very fair to meet once,… With your eyes like some blue hidi… Now where the sun would ever seem… Now glowing purple through a diamo… But it was the wonder hair that yo…
See, there he goes, a-pulling his… With frowning brow, and far and ab… On his bowed head the dust of time… And on his parchment cheek life’s… He doth not hear the lark in worsh…
O Lady Aideen, will you wed with… A silken gown for your body’s wear… (One flirting magpie on the quicke… The proudest colt that my land has… For you shall chafe first harnessè…