Katharine Tynan Hinkson

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ALL in the April morning,
   April airs were abroad;
The sheep with their little lambs
   Pass'd me by on the road.
...

(For Holy Cross Day, 1914)

Clouds is under clouds and rain
For there will not come again
Two, the beloved sire and son
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Katharine Tynan Hinkson Biography

Katharine Tynan was an Irish-born writer, known mainly for her novels and poetry. After her marriage in 1898 to the writer and barrister Henry Albert Hinkson (1865–1919) she usually wrote under the name Katharine Tynan Hinkson (or Katharine Tynan-Hinkson or Katharine Hinkson-Tynan). Of their three children, Pamela Hinkson (1900–1982) was also known as a writer. Biography Tynan was born into a large farming family in Clondalkin, County Dublin, and educated at a convent school in Drogheda. Her poems were first published in 1878. She met and became friendly with the poet Gerard Manley Hopkins in 1886. Tynan went on to play a major part in Dublin literary circles, until she married and moved to England; later she lived at Claremorris, County Mayo when her husband was a magistrate there from 1914 until 1919. For a while, Tynan was a close associate of William Butler Yeats (who may have proposed marriage and been rejected, around 1885), and later a correspondent of Francis Ledwidge. She is said to have written over 100 novels; there were some unsurprising comments about a lack of self-criticism in her output. Her Collected Poems appeared in 1930; she also wrote five autobiographical volumes. Tynan died in 1931 in Kensal Green, London.)

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Sheep And Lambs

ALL in the April morning,
   April airs were abroad;
The sheep with their little lambs
   Pass'd me by on the road.

The sheep with their little lambs
   Pass'd me by on the road;
All in an April evening
   I thought on the Lamb of God.

The lambs were weary, and crying
   With a weak human cry,
I thought on the Lamb of God
   Going meekly to die.

Up in the blue, blue mountains
   Dewy pastures are sweet:
Rest for the little bodies,
   Rest for the little feet.

Rest for the Lamb of God
   Up on the hill-top green,
Only a cross of shame
   Two stark crosses between.

All in the April evening,
   April airs were abroad;
I saw the sheep with their lambs,
   And thought on the Lamb of God.

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