Poems

The Wanderings of Oisin: Book III Fled foam underneath us, and round us, a wandering and milky smoke, High as the Saddle-girth, covering away from our […]

The Wheel THROUGH winter-time we call on spring, And through the spring on summer call, And when abounding hedges ring Declare that winter’s best of all; […]

The White Birds I WOULD that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea! We tire of the flame of the meteor, […]

The Wild Old Wicked Man BECAUSE I am mad about women I am mad about the hills,’ Said that wild old wicked man Who travels where […]

The Wild Swans At Coole THE trees are in their autumn beauty, The woodland paths are dry, Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still […]

The Winding Stair My Soul. I summon to the winding ancient stair; Set all your mind upon the steep ascent, Upon the broken, crumbling battlement, Upon […]

The Witch TOIL and grow rich, What’s that but to lie With a foul witch And after, drained dry, To be brought To the chamber where […]

The Withering Of The Boughs I CRIED when the moon was murmuring to the birds: “Let peewit call and curlew cry where they will, I long […]

These Are The Clouds THESE are the clouds about the fallen sun, The majesty that shuts his burning eye: The weak lay hand on what the […]

Those Dancing Days Are Gone Come, let me sing into your ear; Those dancing days are gone, All that silk and satin gear; Crouch upon a […]