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The Stare's Nest by My Window
The bees build in the crevices ( Read more... ) -
William Butler Yeats, 'The Two Trees'
The Two TreesBeloved, gaze in thine own heart ( Read more... ) -
William Butler Yeats, 'The Hosting of the Sidhe'
The Hosting Of The Sidhe
The host is riding from Knocknarea
And over the grave of Clooth-na-bare;
Caolte tossing his burning hair
And Niamh calling Away, come away ( Read more... ) -
W.B. Yeats, 'The Man Who Dreamed Of Fairyland'
The Man Who Dreamed Of FairylandHe stood among a crowd at Dromahair ( Read more... ) -
W.B. Yeats, 'Red Hanrahan's Song About Ireland'
Red Hanrahan's Song About IrelandThe old brown thorn-trees break in two high over Cummen Strand ( Read more... ) -
W.B. Yeats, 'The Cat and the Moon'
The Cat and the MoonThe cat went here and there ( Read more... ) -
W.B. Yeats, 'The Host of the Air'
The Host of the AirO'Driscoll drove with a song ( Read more... ) -
W. B. Yeats, 'To a Child Dancing in the Wind'
To a Child Dancing in the WindHas no one said those daring ( Read more... ) -
W.B. Yeats, 'The Lake Isle of Innisfree'
The Lake Isle of InnisfreeI will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree ( Read more... ) -
W.B Yeats, 'The Man Who Dreamed Of Fairyland'
The Man Who Dreamed Of FairylandHe stood among a crowd at Dromahair ( Read more... )