The Poems of Joseph Mary Plunkett

Index by First Line

Earlier and Later Poems

Incorporating Selections from “The Circle and the Sword” (1911)

All our best ye have branded

Because we share our sorrows and our joys

Before the glory of your love

Behold! a white Hawk tangled in a twisted net of dreams

I am a wave of the sea

I felt within my heart awake and glow

If I should need to tear aside

I love you with my every breath

I saw the Sun at midnight, rising red

I see his blood upon the rose

I sit and beg beside the gate

My lady has the grace of Death

My soul is sick with longing, shaken with loss

Now a gentle dusk shall fall

O Bright! thy stateliness and grace

O lovely heart! O Love

See the crocus’ golden cup

The bread is mine

The claim that has the canker on the rose

The day I knew you loved me we had lain

Thee, Christ, I sought to sell all day

The powerful words that from my heart

The stars sang in God’s garden

There is no deed I would not dare

The wind rose, the sea rose

This heritage to the race of kings

When all the stars become a memory

When I am dead let not your murderous tears

White Dove of the wild dark eyes

White waves on the water

Your fault, Lady, is to be

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