A Hand in the Bird I am a maiden who is forty, And a maiden I shall stay. There are some who call me haughty, But I care not what they say. . I was running the tombola At our church bazaar today, And doing it with great gusto In my usual jolly way …. […]
On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen; Round many western islands have I been Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold. Oft of one wide expanse had I been told That deep-brow’d Homer ruled as his demesne; Yet did I […]
The Lake Isle Of Innisfree I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade. William Butler Yeats 1865-1939 Cricket has […]
