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THE HOSTING OF THE SIDHE

THE HOSTING OF THE SIDHE
THE WIND AMONG THE REEDS 1899 By William Butler Yeats poem lyrics. Easy summary meaning. Selected sweat best popular poem for School and college student


THE HOSTING OF THE SIDHE

 

 

THE host is riding from Knocknarea

 

And over the grave of Clooth-na-Bare;

 

Caoilte tossing his burning hair,

 

And Niamh calling Away, come away:

 

Empty your heart of its mortal dream.

 

The winds awaken, the leaves whirl round,

 

Our cheeks are pale, our hair is unbound,

 

Our breasts are heaving, our eyes are agleam,

 

Our arms are waving, our lips are apart;

 

And if any gaze on our rushing band,

 

We come between him and the deed of his hand,

 

We come between him and the hope of his heart.

 

The host is rushing 'twixt night and day,

 

Caoilte tossing his burning hair,

 

And Niamh calling Away, come away.

 

 

 

 

THE EVERLASTING VOICES

 

 

O SWEET everlasting Voices, be still;

 

Go to the guards of the heavenly fold

 

And bid them wander obeying your will,

 

Flame under flame, till Time be no more;

 

Have you not heard that our hearts are old,

 

That you call in birds, in wind on the hill,

 

In shaken boughs, in tide on the shore?

 

O sweet everlasting Voices, be still.

 

THE MOODS

 

TIME drops in decay,

 

Like a candle burnt out,

 

And the mountains and woods

 

Have their day, have their day;

 

What one in the rout

 

Of the fire-born moods

 

Has fallen away?

 

 

 

 

THE LOVER TELLS OF THE ROSE IN HIS HEART

 

ALL things uncomely and broken, all things worn out and old, The cry of a child by the roadway, the creak of a lumbering cart, The heavy steps of the ploughman, splashing the wintry mould,

 

Are wronging your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart.

 

The wrong of unshapely things is a wrong too great to be told; I hunger to build them anew and sit on a green knoll apart,

 

With the earth and the sky and the water, re-made, like a casket of gold

 

For my dreams of your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart.


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