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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