Poem by Thomas MacDonagh

Ideal

Fragment of a perfect plan
Is the mortal life of man:
Beauty alone can make it whole,
Beauty alone can help the soul
To labour over the island span
Lying between seas that roll
Darkly, forward and behind:
Beauty beatific will bind
The mortal and the immortal mind.

1. Dublin Tramcars
2. Fairy Tales
3. Luna Dies Et Nox Et Noctis Signa Severa
4. The Stars Stand up in the Air
5. Quando Ver Venit Meum?

James Flecker Ideal ("When all my gentle friends had gone")

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