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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HANRAHAN SPEAKS TO THE LOVERS OF HIS SONGS IN COMING DAYS, by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O colleens, kneeling by your altar rails long hence Last Line: Amid the hovering, piteous, penitential throng.' Alternate Author Name(s): Yeats, W. B. | |||
O colleens, kneeling by your altar rails long hence, When songs I wove for my beloved hide the prayer, And smoke from this dead heart drifts through the violet air And covers away the smoke of myrrh and frankincense; Bend down and pray for the great sin I wove in song, Till Maurya of the wounded heart cry a sweet cry, And call to my beloved and me: 'No longer fly 'Amid the hovering, piteous, penitential throng.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SIXTEEN DEAD MEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SOLOMON TO SHEBA by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SUPERNATURAL SONGS: 4. THERE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SUPERNATURAL SONGS: 5. RIBH CONSIDERS CHRISTIAN LOVE IN SUFFICENT by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE COMING OF WISDOM WITH TIME by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE COUNTESS CATHLEEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE COUNTESS CATHLEEN IN PARADISE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE FISH by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE GREY ROCK by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE HAWK by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |
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