Endre Ady's Poetry, by title

• Héja-nász Az Avaron (Hawk Mating On The Fallen Leaves)

  Útra kelünk. Megyünk az Ôszbe,
  Vijjogva, sírva, kergetôzve,

  37 lines
• A Peacock Takes Its Perch

  "A peacock takes its perch upon the county hall –
  A sign that freedom comes to many folk in thrall."

  26 lines
• Autumn Passed Through Paris

  Autumn sliped into Paris yesterday,
  came silently down Boulevard St Michel,

  19 lines
• Because You Love Me

  Your eyes are mirrors
  of blessed marvels,

  14 lines, 2 comments
• Behold My Treasures, Darling

  Behold my treasures, darling,
  they are less than a Biblical farthing,

  23 lines
• Beneath Mount Sion

  Divinely bearded and unkempt
  in rags he flit and puffed cold air,

  35 lines
• Benediction From A Train

  The express is hurtling at full speed,
  the sun explodes into the sea,

  30 lines
• I Am The Son Of King Gog Of Magog

  I am the Son of King Gog of Magog(1)
  I'm banging doors and walls to no avail -

  15 lines
• I Guard Your Eyes

  With my old man's wrinkled hand,
  with my old man's squinting eyes,

  15 lines, 1 comment
• I Should Love To Be Loved

  I am neither infant nor happy grandfather
  Nor parent, nor lover

  12 lines
• In Front Of Good Prince Silence

  I walk the forest in the moonlight
  Whistle through my chattery teeth

  11 lines
• Judas And Jesus

  I carve my defiant, raging pulse
  In basalt rock on the Mount of Skulls,

  25 lines, 1 comment
• Letter Of Dismissal

  Let break the charm that broke the hundredth time.
  You are dismissed once more and for the very last

  56 lines
• Life Terrifies Me

  Holy ecstasy-swans on great glad Waters
  Seize me, but in vain.

  15 lines, 3 comments
• Longing For Love

  Neither the issue nor the sire,
  neither fulfilment nor desire

  16 lines, 2 comments
• Memory Of A Summer Night

  An angry angel hurled from the heavenly height
  Drumroll alarms onto the sombre earth,

  49 lines, 2 comments
• On Elijah's Chariot

  The Lord summons Elijah-like
  those whom he truly loves and tries.

  16 lines
• The Lost Rider

  We hear the blind and aimless galloping
  Of an errant rider from the days gome by:

  36 lines
• The Magyar Fallow

  I walk on meadows run to weed,
  on fields of burdock and mallow.

  16 lines, 3 comments
• The Magyar Messiahs

  More bitter is our weeping,
  different the griefs that try us.

  8 lines
• The Poet Of The Hortobágy

  He was a large-eyed, Hunnish youth,
  smitten with many a fair mirage,

  15 lines
• Valaki Utravált Belőlünk

  Unatkozók s halálra-untak,
  Bolondosan furcsák vagyunk,

  108 lines
• Who Come From Far Away

  We are the men who are always late,
  we are the men who come from far away.

  11 lines

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