The sea is full of wandering foam,
The sky of driving cloud;
My restless thoughts among them roam . . .
The night is dark and loud.
...
Fill a glass with golden wine,
And the while your lips are wet
Set your perfume unto mine,
And forget.
...
To GARRYOWEN upon an organ ground
Two girls are jigging. Riotously they trip,
With eyes aflame, quick bosoms, hand on hip,
...
The Sword
Singing -
The voice of the Sword from the heart of the Sword
Clanging imperious
...
Blithe dreams arise to greet us,
And life feels clean and new,
For the old love comes to meet us
In the dawning and the dew.
...
Put of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
...
The West a glimmering lake of light,
A dream of pearly weather,
The first of stars is burning white -
The star we watch together.
...
I watched you saunter down the sand:
Serene and large, the golden weather
Flowed radiant round your peacock feather,
...
These, to you now, O, more than ever now -
Now that the Ancient Enemy
Has passed, and we, we two that are one, have seen
A piece of perfect Life
...
WHAT have I done for you,
England, my England?
What is there I would not do,
England, my own?
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