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Padraic Colum's Poetry, by title

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  • ONCE I loved a maiden fair,
    Over the hills and jar away,
    43 lines
  • IT'S my fear that my wake won't be quiet,
    Nor my wake house a silent place :
    43 lines
  • O men from the fields,
    Come gently within.
    17 lines, 2 comments
  • To Meath of the pastures,
    From wet hills by the sea,
    36 lines, 2 comments
  • ERE Beowulf's song
    Was heard from the ships,
    18 lines
  • MY eyelids red and heavy arc
    With bending o'er the smold'ring peat.
    29 lines
  • NOR right, nor left, nor any road I see a comrade face,
    Nor word to lift the heart in me I hear in any place;
    11 lines
  • THE stir of children with fresh dresses on,
    And men who meet and say unguarded words,
    38 lines
  • "BELOW there are white-faced throngs,
    Their march is a tide coming Higher;
    16 lines
  • FROM THE IRISH
    I’d bring you these for dowry
    20 lines
  • THE fiddles were playing and playing,
    The couples were out on the floor;
    13 lines
  • A HUNDRED men think I am theirs when with them I
    drink ale,
    29 lines
  • You stay for a while beside me with your beauty young and rare,
    Though your light limbs are as limber as the foal's that follows the
    18 lines
  • As I went down through Dublin city
    At the hour of twelve of the night,
    38 lines
  • O, to have a little house!
    To own the hearth and stool and all!
    28 lines, 3 comments
  • MOULD-COLOURED like the leaf long fallen from
    The autumn branch, he rises now, the Fish.
    13 lines
  • I. THE PARROT AND THE FALCON
    MY Afghan poet-friend
    61 lines
  • "I KNOW where I'd get
    An ass that would do,
    135 lines
  • ABOVE me stand, worn from their ancient use,
    The King's, the Bishop's, and the Warrior's house,
    16 lines
  • THOROUGH waters, thorough nations I have come
    To lay last offerings at your low abode,
    13 lines
  • IN broad daylight
    He should not be:
    16 lines
  • "Lost," "lost," the beeves and the bullocks,
    The cattle men sell and buy,
    23 lines
  • WITH sapphire for her crown,
    And with the Libyan wine
    11 lines
  • How great a front is thine
    A lake of majesty!
    13 lines
  • SOJOURNER, set down
    Your skimming wheel;
    87 lines
  • WHY do I look for fire to brand these foals?
    What do I need, when all within is fire?
    6 lines
  • NOT as a woman of the English weeping over a lord of the
    English
    9 lines
  • I. CONDORS FLYING
    WE watched the Condors winging towards the Moon,
    24 lines
  • I KNOW you, Crane:
    I, too, have waited,
    32 lines
  • THEN, suddenly, I was aware indeed
    Of what he said, and was revolving it:
    28 lines
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