Poems

When Helen Lived WE have cried in our despair That men desert, For some trivial affair Or noisy, insolent sport, Beauty that we have won From […]

When You Are Old When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, […]

Where My Books go All the words that I utter, And all the words that I write, Must spread out their wings untiring, And never rest […]

Who Goes With Fergus? WHO will go drive with Fergus now, And pierce the deep wood’s woven shade, And dance upon the level shore? Young man, […]

Why Should Not Old Men Be Mad? Why should not old men be mad? Some have known a likely lad That had a sound fly-fisher’s wrist […]

Wisdom THE true faith discovered was When painted panel, statuary. Glass-mosaic, window-glass, Amended what was told awry By some peasant gospeller; Swept the Sawdust from the […]

Words I HAD this thought a while ago, “My darling cannot understand What I have done, or what would do In this blind bitter land.’ And […]

Young Man’s Song ‘She will change,’ I cried. ‘Into a withered crone.’ The heart in my side, That so still had lain, In noble rage replied […]

Youth And Age MUCH did I rage when young, Being by the world oppressed, But now with flattering tongue It speeds the parting guest.

Care for Thy Soul as Thing of Greatest Price Care for thy soul as thing of greatest price, Made to the end to taste of power […]