A Poison Tree
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I…
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I…
Literature
Watching by a Sick-Bed
I heard the wind all day,
And what it was trying to say.
I heard…
And what it was trying to say.
I heard…
After Death
Now while my lips are living
Their words must stay unsaid,
And will my soul…
Their words must stay unsaid,
And will my soul…
Love Me at Last
Love me at last, or if you will not,
Leave me;
Hard words could never,…
Leave me;
Hard words could never,…
Three Poems
I
Babylon—where I go dreaming
When I weary of to-day,
Weary of a world grown…
Babylon—where I go dreaming
When I weary of to-day,
Weary of a world grown…
Death—A Song
O THE SAD day!
When friends shall shake their heads, and say
Of miserable me—…
When friends shall shake their heads, and say
Of miserable me—…
Annie Shore and Johnnie Doon
Annie Shore, ’twas, sang last night
Down in South End saloon;
A tawdry creature in…
Down in South End saloon;
A tawdry creature in…
After Aughrim
She said, “They gave me of their best,
They lived, they gave their lives for…
They lived, they gave their lives for…
“O Christ! My fit is mastering me!”
O Christ! My fit is mastering me!
What the rebel said gaily adjusting his throat…
What the rebel said gaily adjusting his throat…