William Cosmo Monkhouse Heart Poems
The Christ Upon The Hill
A couple old sat o'er the fire,
And they were bent and gray; ...
WHO calls me bold because I won my love,
And did not pine,
And waste my life with secret pain, but strove
To make him mine? ...
The Wake Of Tim O'hara
TO the Wake of Oâ??Hara
All St. Patrickâ??s Alley
Was there to see, ...
The Summer Pool
THERE is a singing in the summer air,
The blue and brown moths flutter oâ??er the grass,
The stubble bird is creaking in the wheat,
And perchâ??d upon the honeysuckle-hedge ...
I would not wish thee other than thou art;
I love thee, love, so well in every part,
That had I power to change thee
In form or face or mind, ...
SHE passes in her beauty bright
Amongst the mean, amongst the gay,
And all are brighter for the sight,
And bless her as she goes her way. ...
The Dream Of The World Without Death
NOW, sitting by her side, worn out with weeping,
Behold, I fell to sleep, and had a vision,
Wherein I heard a wondrous Voice intoning:
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