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William Watson (Уильям Уотсон)


Ireland


(DECEMBER 1, 1890)

In the wild and lurid desert, in the thunder-travelled ways,
'Neath the night that ever hurries to the dawn that still delays,
There she clutches at illusions, and she seeks a phantom goal
With the unattaining passion that consumes the unsleeping soul:
And calamity enfolds her, like the shadow of a ban,
And the niggardness of Nature makes the misery of man:
And in vain the hand is stretched to lift her, stumbling in the gloom,
While she follows the mad fen-fire that conducts her to her doom. 



William Watson's other poems:
  1. Liberty Rejected
  2. The Mock Self
  3. Well He Slumbers, Greatly Slain
  4. The Ballad of the “Britain's Pride”
  5. Thy Voice from Inmost Dreamland Calls


Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

  • Francis Ledwidge (Фрэнсис Ледвидж) Ireland ("I called you by sweet names by wood and linn")
  • Dora Sigerson Shorter (Дора Сигерсон Шортер) Ireland ("'Twas the dream of a God")
  • Sidney Lanier (Сидни Ланьер) Ireland ("Heartsome Ireland, winsome Ireland")

    Тема стихотворения (Poem Theme): Ireland (Ирландия)

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