Lyrics of Life
Poetry is untranslatable, like the whole art.
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Ireland
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Dec 3, 2020
Where Are the War Poets?
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They who in folly or mere greed Enslaved religion, markets, laws, Borrow our language now and bid Us to speak up in freedom’s cause. It...
Apr 13, 2020
Limbo
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Fishermen at Ballyshannon Netted an infant last night Along with the salmon. An illegitimate spawning, A small one thrown back To the ...
Mar 25, 2020
Ill fares the land, to hastening ills a prey
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Ill fares the land, to hastening ill a prey, Where wealth accumulates and men decay: Princes and lords may flourish or may fade; A breath...
Feb 28, 2015
Brown Penny
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I whispered, "I am too young," And then, "I am old enough"; Wherefore I threw a penny To find out if I might love. ...
Jul 2, 2014
THE SECOND COMING
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Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is ...
Aug 6, 2013
The Song of Wandering Aengus
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I went out to the hazel wood, Because a fire was in my head, And cut and peeled a hazel wand, And hooked a berry to a thread; And when...
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Jul 24, 2010
The Stolen Child
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WHERE dips the rocky highland Of Sleuth Wood in the lake, There lies a leafy island Where flapping herons wake The drowsy water rats; T...
The Old Men Admiring Themselves in the Water
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I HEARD the old, old men say, "Everything alters, And one by one we drop away." They had hands like claws, and their knees Wer...
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