THAT crazed girl improvising her music.
Her poetry, dancing upon the shore,
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My Soul I summon to the winding ancient stair;
Set all your mind upon the steep ascent,
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COME swish around, my pretty punk,
And keep me dancing still
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SICKNESS brought me this
Thought, in that scale of his:
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Though nurtured like the sailing moon
In beauty's murderous brood,
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THE moments passed as at a play;
I had the wisdom love brings forth;
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I BRING you with reverent hands
The books of my numberless dreams,
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GOD grant a blessing on this tower and cottage
And on my heirs, if all remain unspoiled,
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ONCE more the storm is howling, and half hid
Under this cradle-hood and coverlid
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BID a strong ghost stand at the head
That my Michael may sleep sound,
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I THOUGHT no more was needed
Youth to polong
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WE sat together at one summer's end,
That beautiful mild woman, your close friend,
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O HEART, be at peace, because
Nor knave nor dolt can break
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FIVE-AND-TWENTY years have gone
Since old William pollexfen
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Midnight has come, and the great Christ Church Bell
And may a lesser bell sound through the room;
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ALL things can tempt me from this craft of verse:
One time it was a woman's face, or worse --
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I WALK through the long schoolroom questioning;
A kind old nun in a white hood replies;
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PICTURE and book remain,
An acre of green grass
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BEING out of heart with government
I took a broken root to fling
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i{He.} Never until this night have I been stirred.
The elaborate starlight throws a reflection
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A i{little Indian temple} in i{the Golden Age.} Around it i{a garden;}
i{around that the forest. Anashuya, the young priestess, kneelinq}
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BECAUSE there is safety in derision
I talked about an apparition,
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I CALL on those that call me son,
Grandson, or great-grandson,
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THERE where the course is,
Delight makes all of the one mind,
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DEAR Craoibhin Aoibhin, look into our case.
When we are high and airy hundreds say
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HANDS, do what you're bid:
Bring the balloon of the mind
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BEAUTIFUL lofty things: O'Leary's noble head;
My father upon the Abbey stage, before him a raging crowd:
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"TIME to put off the world and go somewhere
And find my health again in the sea air,'
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SAY that the men of the old black tower,
Though they but feed as the goatherd feeds,
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BLESSED be this place,
More blessed still this tower;
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