Poems

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Macmillan, 1888 - 284 pages
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Page 181 - A LITTLE sun, a little rain, A soft wind blowing from the west — • And woods and fields are sweet again, And warmth within the mountain's breast. So simple is the earth we tread, So quick with love and life her frame: Ten thousand years have dawned and fled, And still her magic is the same. A little love, a little trust, A soft impulse, a sudden dream — And life as dry as desert dust Is fresher than a mountain stream. So simple is the heart of man, So ready for new hope and joy: Ten thousand...
Page 161 - And she longed for him more than a wounded man, Who sees death, longs for water. They sent a message each to each : " Oh, meet me near or far ; " And the ford divided the kingdoms two, And the kings were both at war. And the Prince came first to the water's pass, And oh, he thought no ill : When he saw with pain a great gray man Come striding o'er the hill.
Page 87 - Ere we go home We'll have,' they said, 'a game.' Three girls began that Summer night A life of endless shame ; And went through drink, disease and death, As swift as racing flame. Lawless and homeless, foul, they died ; Rich, loved, and praised the men ; But when they all shall meet with God, And Justice speaks — what then...
Page 163 - Ulster a tablet made From the wood of Baile's tree, And the men of Leinster did the like Of Aillinn's apple-tree. And on the one the poets wrote The lover-tales of Leinster, And on the other all the deeds That lovers wrought in Ulster. Now when a hundred years had gone The King of all the land Kept feast at Tara, and he bade His poets sing a strand. They sang the sweet unhappy tale, The noble Aillinn's lay. Go, bring the tablets,' cried the King,
Page 164 - Go, bring the tablets,' cried the King ' For I have wept to-day.' But when he held in his right hand The wood of I'.aile's tree And in his left the tablet smooth From Aillinn's apple-tree, The lovers in the wood who kept Love-longing ever true, Knew one another, and at once From the hands of the king they flew. As ivy to the oak they clung. Their kiss no man could sever — Oh, joy for lovers parted long To meet, at last, for ever...
Page 225 - Lines IN the day the sun is darkened, And the moon as blood, And the earth is swept to ruin On the avenging flood, Come to me— Then give thyself To my arms and kiss; We shall not know that all is lost, So great shall be our bliss.
Page 163 - ... loving thee." Pale, pale she grew, and two large tears Dropped down like heavy rain, And she fell to earth with a woeful cry, For she broke her heart in twain. And out of her tears two fountains rose That watered all the ground, And out of her heart an apple-tree grew That heard the water's sound. Oh, woe were the kings, and woe were the queens And woe were the people all ; And the poets sang their love and their death In cottage and in hall. And the men of Ulster a tablet made From the wood...

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