I am Raftery the poet, full of hope and love; my eyes without light, my gentleness without misery. Going west on my journey with the light of my heart; weak and tired to the end of my road.

I am now, and my back to a wall, playing music to empty pockets.

(C) Isabella Augusta, Lady Gregory
03/10/2020


Best Poems of Isabella Augusta, Lady Gregory

• The Army Of The Sidhe
• The Grief Of A Girls Heart
• The Hag Of Beare
• Rafterys Praise Of Mary Hynes
• His Lament For Okelly
• Emers Lament For Cuchulain
• He Meditates On The Life Of A Rich Man
• A Blessing On Patrick Sarsfield
• Her Song To Rouse Him From Sleep
• His Lament For Odaly
• Credhes Complaint At The Battle Of The White Strand
• A Poem Written In Time Of Trouble By An Irish Priest Who Had Taken Orders In France
• Forgaills Praise Of Columcille
• The Death Of Osgar
• His Praise Of Finn
• His Repentance
• The Hymn Of Mollings Guest, The Man Full Of Trouble
• His Praise Of The Little Hill And The Plains Of Mayo
• The Call To Bran
• Oisins Vision
• He Cries Out Against Love