IN THE SEVEN WOODS
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IN THE SEVEN WOODS
Being Poems Chiefly of the
Irish Heroic Age
BY
W. B. YEATS
THE MACMILLAN COMPANY
LONDON: MACMILLAN & CO., Ltd.
1903
All rights reserved
Copyright, 1903,
By THE MACMILLAN COMPANY.
Set up, electrotyped, and published August, 1903.
J. S. Cushing & Co.—Berwick & Smith Co.
Norwood, Mass. U.S.A.
IN THE SEVEN WOODS
IN THE SEVEN WOODS: BEING
POEMS CHIEFLY OF THE
IRISH HEROIC AGE.
IN THE SEVEN WOODS.
I have heard the pigeons of the Seven Woods Make their faint thunder, and the garden bees Hum in the lime tree flowers; and put away The unavailing outcries and the old bitterness That empty the heart. I have forgot awhile Tara uprooted, and new commonness Upon the throne and crying about the streets And hanging its paper flowers from post to post, Because it is alone of all things happy. I am contented for I know that Quiet Wanders laughing and eating her wild heart Among pigeons and bees, while that Great Archer, Who but awaits His hour to shoot, still hangs A cloudy quiver over Parc-na-Lee. August, 1902. |
THE OLD AGE OF QUEEN MAEVE.
Maeve the great queen was pacing to and fro, Between the walls covered with beaten bronze, In her high house at Cruachan; the long hearth, Flickering with ash and hazel, but half showed Where the tired horse-boys lay upon the rushes, Or on the benches underneath the walls, In comfortable sleep; all living slept But that great queen, who more than half the night Had paced from door to fire and fire to door. Though now in her old age, in her young age She had been beautiful in that old way Tha ... BU KİTABI OKUMAK İÇİN ÜYE OLUN VEYA GİRİŞ YAPIN!Sitemize Üyelik ÜCRETSİZDİR! |