Poem by William Watson

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. 

1. Liberty Rejected
2. The Ballad of the “Britain's Pride”
3. The Mock Self
4. Reluctant Summer
5. Changed Voices

Sidney Lanier Ireland ("Heartsome Ireland, winsome Ireland")

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