قراءة كتاب Poems
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TO SOME I HAVE TALKED WITH BY THE FIRE
While I wrought out these fitful Danaan rhymes,
My heart would brim with dreams about the times
When we bent down above the fading coals;
And talked of the dark folk, who live in souls
Of passionate men, like bats in the dead trees;
And of the wayward twilight companies,
Who sigh with mingled sorrow and content,
Because their blossoming dreams have never bent
Under the fruit of evil and of good:
And of the embattled flaming multitude
Who rise, wing above wing, flame above flame,
And, like a storm, cry the Ineffable Name,
And with the clashing of their sword blades make
A rapturous music, till the morning break,
And the white hush end all, but the loud beat
Of their long wings, the flash of their white feet.
THE COUNTESS CATHLEEN
"The sorrowful are dumb for thee"
Lament of Morion Shehone for Miss Mary Bourke
TO
MAUD GONNE
Shemus Rua | A Peasant |
Mary | His Wife |
Teig | His Son |
Aleel | A Poet |
The Countess Cathleen | |
Oona | Her Foster Mother |
Two Demons disguised as Merchants | |
Peasants, Servants, Angelical Beings |
The Scene is laid in Ireland and in old times